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  • Sometimes when I'm alone I cry because I'm on my own The tears I cry R bitter and  warm 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 bythan 2 stop and c what makes u cr yIt's painful and sad and sometimes I cry and no one cares about why.Sometimes when I'm aloneI cry because I'm on my ownThe tears I cry R bitter and warmThey flow with life but take no formI cry because my heart is tornand I find it difficult 2 carry onIf I had an ear 2 confide inI would cry among my treasured friendsBut who do u know that stops that longTo help another carry onThe world moves fast and it would rather pass u bythan 2 stop and c what makes u cryIt's painful and sad and sometimes I cry and no one cares about why.vvvSometimes when I'm aloneI cry because I'm on my ownThe tears I cry R bitter and warmThey flow with life but take no formI cry because my heart is tornand I find it difficult 2 carry onIf I had an ear 2 confide inI would cry among my treasured friendsBut who do u know that stops that longTo help another carry onThe world moves fast and it would rather pass u bythan 2 stop and c what makes u cryIt's painful and sad and sometimes I cry and no one cares about why.Sometimes when I'm aloneI cry because I'm on my ownThe tears I cry R bitter and warmThey flow with life but take no formI cry because my heart is tornand I find it difficult 2 carry onIf I had an ear 2 confide inI would cry among my treasured friendsBut who do u know that stops that longTo help another carry onThe world moves fast and it would rather pass u bythan 2 stop and c what makes u cryIt's painful and sad and sometimes I cry and no one cares about why.Sometimes when I'm aloneI cry because I'm on my ownThe tears I cry R bitter and warmThey flow with life but take no formI cry because my heart is tornand I find it difficult 2 carry onIf I had an ear 2 confide inI would cry among my treasured friendsBut who do u know that stops that longTo help another carry onThe world moves fast and it would rather pass u bythan 2 stop and c what makes u cryIt's painful and sad and sometimes I cry and no one cares about why.Sometimes when I'm aloneI cry because I'm on my ownThe tears I cry R bitter and warmThey flow with life but take no formI cry because my heart is tornand I find it difficult 2 carry onIf I had an ear 2 confide inI would cry among my treasured friendsBut who do u know that stops that longTo help another carry onThe world moves fast and it would rather pass u bythan 2 stop and c what makes u cryIt's painful and sad and sometimes I cry and no one cares about why.vvSometimes when I'm aloneI cry because I'm on my ownThe tears I cry R bitter and warmThey flow with life but take no formI cry because my heart is tornand I find it difficult 2 carry onIf I had an ear 2 confide inI would cry among my treasured friendsBut who do u know that stops that longTo help another carry onThe world moves fast and it would rather pass u bythan 2 stop and c what makes u cryIt's painful and sad and sometimes I cry and no one cares about why.Sometimes when I'm aloneI cry because I'm on my ownThe tears I cry R bitter and warmThey flow with life but take no formI cry because my heart is tornand I find it difficult 2 carry onIf I had an ear 2 confide inI would cry among my treasured friendsBut who do u know that stops that longTo help another carry onThe world moves fast and it would rather pass u bythan 2 stop and c what makes u cryIt's painful and sad and sometimes I cry and no one cares about why.
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  • If in my quest 2 achieve my goals my goals I stumble or crumble and lose my soul Those who knew me would easily co-sign There was never a life as hard as mine  No father  - no money - no chance and no guide I only follow my voice inside. If it leads me wrong and i do not ..... i'll learn from my mistakes and try to achieve my goals.   
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  • Did you hear about the rose who grew from the crack in concrete  Proving nature wrong it learned to walk without having feet Funny it seems but by keeping its dreams  learned to breathe fresh air Long live the rose that grew from the concrete when no one else even cared 
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