I Cry
Sometime 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 takes no form
I cry because my heart is torn.
I find it difficult to carry on.
If I had an ear of confiding,
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 why.
For those who dont know who this poem is from
http://s306.photobucket.com/albums/nn270/KRYSTLEBABE_2008/?action=view¤t=2-pac.jpg
when i read this poem it was like reading how i feel
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