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, and take no form I cry because my heart is torn I find it hard to carry on And if I had an ear to confide in I would cry amongst my treasured friend but who do you know that stops that longto help another carry onthe world moves fast/and it would rather pass you on bythan to stop and see what makes you cry it's painful, so sad, sometimes But no one really cares to ask why

Tupac Amaru Shakur*