Sometimes when I'm alone.
I cry because I'm on my own.
The tears I cry R bitter and warm.
They flow with life but take no form.
I cry because my heart is torn and I find it difficult 2 carry on.
If I had an ear 2 confide in.
I would cry among my treasured friends.
But who do u know that stops that long to help another carry on.
The world moves fast and it would rather pass u by.
Than 2 stop and c what makes u cry.
It's painful and sad and sometimes I cry
and no one cares about why..~Ace~
