Lonely No More

A friend or two I called, but none could see through me.
My heart is sore I know, soul's wail like a banshee.
Then a true friend came by, and knocked on my window.
And there it was she stood, smile not longer a show.

She came and sat, asked what was wrong?
I said nothing, and tag along.
Our lonely ride, we laughed and chat.
My sorrows' gone, but just like that.
I thanked her much, she turned and said.
That's what friends' for, my room she fled.