I Cry
Sometimes
when I'm alone
I Cry,
Cause I am
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.
I find it
difficult to carry on.
If I had an
ear to confide in,
I would cry
among my treasured friend,
but who do
you know that stops that long,
to help
another carry on.
The world
moves fast and it would rather pass by.
Then to
stop and see what makes one cry,
so painful
and sad.
And
sometimes...
I Cry
and no one
cares about why.
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