Sometimes when I'm alone
I cry because I'm on my own
The tears I cry are bitter and warm
They flow with life but take no form
I cry because my heart is torn
and I find it difficult to carry on
If I had a ear to confide in
I would cry among my treasured friends
But who do you know that stops that long
to help another carry on
The world moves fats and it rather pass u by
than to stop and c what makes u cry
It's painful and sad and sometimes I cry
and no one cares about why