Forlorn me...

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 i am worn out am torn
and I find it difficult to carry on...
If I had an ear to 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 to stop and see what makes u cry
It's painful and sad and sometimes I cry and no one cares about why?
no one cares about why :'(