What Have I done

I ask myself, what have I done? To be the only lonely one. Is it the way I talk or dress? Or is it simply my distress? I long for someone to share my heart, To be a friend and never part. Someone who sees beyond my fears, And wipes away my lonely tears. Until that day, I'll stand alone, My heart aching to be known. But I believe that one day I'll find, A true friend who will be kind. For though the world may seem so cold, The warmth of friendship can never grow old. And I know that I will someday see, The joy of friendship meant for me.