I couldn't help my friend

~This poem is about my friend...my best friend..~

When I couldn't help
Had nothing to do
Feeling horrible inside
Because it affected so many too

I had a friend
And I couldn't help her
That tore me up
Because I couldn't change how things were

I cried about it
Because it was so wrong
And I had no way to stop my friend
Because it's been too long

Her body got used to it
And it was hard to stop now
It was her way of coping with things
It was her way of how

She kept her smile
And kept her image going
She kept on her lie
Without anyone knowing

She always smiled
And no one would guess
She does this when no one's around
She does it more than less

It hurts me so much
Because I care
She's a friend in trouble
And I can't be there...

~This poem is dedicated to my friend, who right now is bulimic, we know it's wrong, and we tried talking to her....and well this is just how i feel....thanks for read

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