Just Alone

Most days I am alone but every day I am surrounded by faces Some stop and say hello or ask about my day But why ask if you don't care? Sometimes I will meet a man Who makes me the apple of his eye He would fill my heart with ecstasy Then he will find my flaw, and away he goes I try to talk and laugh along with a crowd Only to get ignored The pain of rejection has been my roughest I often feel neglected and abandoned I have somewhat gotten used to this but I will always strive to make things different I often wonder what it's like to have friends I wonder what it's like to feel wanted..