Her heart calls to them
But they do not turn
Her soul touches them
But they do not feel
Her eyes plead to them
But they look away
She asks them "why"
But they do not answer
She asks does she stand alone?
Does she not have true friends?
They do not answer for they have gone
Except for one
One whose heart calls to her
She answers
One whose soul touches her
She feels
One who will never have eyes that plead
One who will never ask "why"
For they are true friends
For that they will never stand alone.