the seemingly 'always happy and cheery' one is alone tonight
with tears rolling down her cheeks
she calls upon good friends, people whom she know are occupied
on Friday nights like her--as she's always been.
she asks the mighty one to at least give her a break.
its a Friday night--can't he just make her sleep very early,
or get someone to talk to her on a seemingly wonderful timing?
I think he said no--so she's just there.
hating the world and everyone else
she's homesick as hell, tired and bent
you heed her call for help.
for she needs you badly.
please--dont let her feel she's been let down.