Worried

I'm worried about my best friend... look at the poem she wrote:

"Where is the girl who I met and liked?
Not her, no, not her.


Not the one who stares in the mirror,
Not the one who lies.


Not the one who acts like she's better,
Not the one who pries.


Change could be happy,
But this one is sad,
I'm still here,
Although I am mad.


Another day passes
And I'm still unsure,
Just waiting for some kind of
Change to occur.


Why are there so many thorns for each rose?
Everything in life has so many woes.
When will I find a true friend who cares?
A friend who fixes, but not one who tears."

I know, good right?
But something's definitely wrong with her...
She hardly ever writes poems.
Well, unless if she's upset or angry... like now.
I wonder what happened?
I know she doesn't always like it
When people ask her if she's okay...
Or if something's wrong... cuz it gets kinda annoying, ya know?
Maybe I should just let her come to me and talk.
But knowing her, she probably won't.
Should I make the first move? I'm so confused. :-/