She longs to fit in, and feel like she's wanted,
The neverendingness of being laughed at and taunted.

Doesn't consider the future, or what her loved ones would think
She puts that bottle to her lips and gulps down a swig-

She forces down a few more, as her friends do as well
The dizziness kicks in and the headaches excel

She's completely indifferent, taken over by her mind
Her body is functioned in all ways unkind

In the morning is only when she figures out
The ones she thought who were friends, she knew nothing about.

A real friend would pull you away from that situation
Instead they were amused by her risky contemplation.