I cry , my truest feelin ,

I cry ,
sometimes when i'm alone ,

i cry , cause i'm on my own ,
the tears i cry are bitter are 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 ear to confiding,
i would cry among my treasured friend ,
but who do you know ??That stops that long ? ?
There's no one.
The world moves fast ,and it would rather past by,
then to stop and see what makes one cry , so painful and sad .

" only god knows how much painful sadness that i've survived "