Riches

You may have the fancy clothes,
And anything you ask for.
It may be covered in bows.
But you still seem rather poor,
I may not have as many things,
But something that is priceless.
They are worth the wealth of kings.
Not store bought I will confess.
What you are missing are friends.
You say that you have many,
You know that when everything ends,
You might not have any.