Soul To Take Poem by Daniel Bates

Not friends have I, that I can bare my soul
Yet in these words I can allow
Why? Why don't I have people to confide?
I used to, perhaps it's my pride.

For love was had, now is lost
But lost is now, many times now cost.
False pretences and shallow souls
Seems to be how it is now.

Sorrowful am I that these days can't share
These words of mine, my soul to bare.
But 'hey man, how's the ride'
Seems to be the depth of pride.

So little these days can afford,
Maybe it's me, my choice is obscured
So, anew, am I, and choices better
Must I make, to be trend setter.

Love I need, and a soul to share
For lost was once, now I can bare
To find a new soul to take
To share my words, for my sake