Recklessly Responsible

I have a twitter account,
Why I do is no secret,
It's something everyone knows about.
Was so weak, so brittle back then, but now;
I've grown proud.
I had friends back then,
But I drew them apart.
Once I was the skinny blonde girl,
yet I had the highest grades in class.
I was the one everyone
wondered about.
But there wasn't a day, heck there weren't a couple of hours,
I didn't ask the blue bird,
if everyone was alright.

Today when I'm feeling so insecure, so down.
When I'm crying miserably sitting outside,
at Starbucks
in front of an entertained crowd..
There isn't one of them,
to spare a few comforting words to me..
Doesn't the girl I bought pearl earrings in the middle of night,
not long ago,
3 in the morning,
before this day risen up,
with last of my money I'll have till 15th next month,
just to cheer her up
doesn't she
care enough?
Enough to console the girl
Who wakes up at 4,
with a single text
saying 'Ceren wake up!'
coming from a distance
3 hours by flight?
Who is down with her,
enough to not mind
the calories in her whiskey glass,
who's normally worried
about;
a glass of water's bloat?

I know I seem reckless.
But have I ever left you alone
when you felt this helpless?