Friendless

It happens to everyone/ All we want is a few/ To be called a true friend/ To show us that there's others out there/ Just like us, so we open ourselves/ To the job of finding true worthy people/ To surround ourselves with/ Only to be filled with lies and deceit/ Generation after generation/ Just keeps getting shadier/ To be blind and not see things/ So clearly, and fall for the same words/ Over and over again/ Just coming out of their mouths/ We try to be positive, shine like a star/ To attract everyone, to search and separate/ To find a few we are looking for/ Which turns into a life of struggles/ Either way we look/ We see doubt and second guessing/ Things we thought we fully understood/ To come and see the real light/ People come and go/ Some seem to use the friend word/ Easy enough, only to be proven wrong/ In the long and short run/ To be left alone/ Seeming like an.../ Outcast... Friendless/