Acquaintances

I see so many people
With friends and friends, galore!
They share their hearts and souls;
I wish for nothing more.
While others have close friends,
With whom they can compare,
wishes, dreams, and desires;
I am left alone, here
with only myself for company.
What is wrong with me?
I do not know,
but instead of those intimate friends,
I've naught but shallow relationships.
I "know" people,
and they "know" me,
supposedly,
but it's not what the surface
says it to be.
Those "friends" are not true friends,
they are merely acquaintances.

 

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[TLK]

Those "friends" are not true friends,
they are merely acquaintances.

Nice link back to the title.