Where are you friend?
For I do not know.
How come so lost?
Perhaps to the stars will show.

Maybe I'm meant to be alone.
But loneliness isn't cheerful.
It is all that I hate,
Loneliness can't be beautiful.

Only friends can take away that hate.
With their cheerful smiles of hopefulness.
But this time is only so short...

Back to loneliness.

Silly loneliness, why only me?
Everyones standing hand in hand,
But why not me?
I stand with my hand in the air,

Grasping for another...

To be happy doesn't mean alone.
If there is no one to share it with,
You can't be happy.
Happiness only comes in numbers.

I look to the stars, to show the way
To my only true friend, if it exists.
For many pretend to be true
Filling me with happiness,
which are secretly all lies.

My happiness does not matter

I am there just because
Though I do not make a sound
For I am not a part of this chain of love,
Of standing hand in hand.

Oh, Shining stars so bright
Show me of the direction,
So I can stand hand in hand too.

Caring yet gentle,
Sweet but bold,
All that I am as a person,
Perfectly matched beside me,

Hand...in...hand