Lonely

I feel lonely
and I don't know why.
I look around
and just want to cry.

I call my friends;
they're always busy.
I've stared at the walls so long
I feel like I am dizzy.

I don't need a man
to make my life full.
I just need my friends
so I won't feel so dull.

A friend, to me,
is someone who cares;
not someone who sits
with cold blank stares.

Being lonely is not being alone
It is a state of mind.
I'm fighting the loneliness
it's just a matter of time.

Time to heal,
time to grow,
time to accept,
and time to let go.