Help.

I'm so alone. I'm so afraid.
I'm very sad. I've cried. I've prayed.

Somebody...please help me.

"What's wrong?" they said. "Talk to me,
"I don't like seeing you frown."
I told them my problems and all my worries,
But there was no help to be found.

I miss my home. I can't go back.
Everything here just brings flashbacks.
I'm all alone. I have no friends.
My light of hope has seen its end.

What is there to do?

"They're not leaving you," they said to me.
"You can always exchange contacts.
"Wherever you go, they'll always be there,
"I tell you, this is a fact."

The internet is at my fingers.
What more could I ever ask for?
We'll all be friends forever and ever.
But alas, this was all as folklore.

This isn't new. This isn't a first.
I've done this before many times. It's the worst
When after a year or less has passed,
Your friends have moved on. You've been left in the past.

Friendships indeed rarely last forever.
You can always be forgotten or replaced for one better.
It's happened every time. I know this is true.
Yet it always happens whatever I do.

I'm scared for what will happen.

The same advice you give to me.
"You won't ever be alone."
"If they stop talking, they were never your friend.
"You should probably just let them go."

Help me, I cry out to you.
Help me, please, what do I do?
This same advice you give to me.
This routine comfort you offer for free.
It's not creative. I've heard it all before.
I'm tired of this. I want it no more.
Stop repeating these cliched terms;
These lies that only ever cause more hurt.

"Trials are vital to life," you say.
"They only make you stronger.
"Remember that after this has passed,
"This pain will hurt no longer."

The pain will cease? Do you not understand?
The pain of the heart is not so program.
This pain will never go away.
Not even after the memories may.

I don't think I can go on.

"Suck it up," I hear you say.
"We all are hurting. This is life's way."
That question you ask. "What's wrong with me?"
Is it only errors in me that you seek?

"What is wrong with me?" Can it never be right?
Are errors the only thing of me in your sight?
Who decides what is normal or not?
Are we not all different in action and thought?

Help me, I cry out to you.
Help me, please, what do I do?
This same advice you give to me.
This routine comfort you offer for free.
That question I hear again and again:
"What's wrong with you?" When will it end?
When can I escape that derogatory question?
There are better terms that show less aggression.

"Suck it up," I hear you say.
"Get over it." Day after day.
Stop it! Stop these vapid terms -
These lies, and maybe then you'll learn...

Can anybody help me?

Change is sure, but the pain doesn't end.
It remains forever in your heart.
But over time, old wounds grow stale.
In time, these fears will part.

Please don't assure that nothing will change;
This hope is but a lie.
New friends come, and old friends go.
You can't change that part of life.

Don't make any promises. Don't tell a lie.
Don't say it will all be okay.
You are here. You want to help.
There is a simple way.

Many friends have left in the past.
But now, you are here with me.
It doesn't matter who I'll meet in the future.
Right now, you're important to me.

Don't stop talking after I've left.
Continue to keep in contact.
I will be sad, but soon, I will heal
Once I'm sure you won't leave just like that.

It's true that the pain won't just go away.
But I'll always remember you.
All I ask is for your open arms
And to know that you tell the truth.

Help me, I cry out to you.
Help me, please, what do I do?
Don't repeat that same advice -
Those lies I've been fed more than twice.
Remember I just need a friend -
Someone who cares for me, in the end.

Please...won't you help me?