Sometimes when i'm alone remember my ppl still killing each other and now habash killing them by support bush ...i cry, cause i am on my own. the tears i cry are bitter and warm, they flow with life but take no form i cry because my heart is torn. i find difficult to caryy on. if i had an ear to confiding. i would cry among my treasured friend, but who do you know that stops that long, to help another carry on.The worldd moves fast and if would rather pass by, then to stop and see what makaes one cry so painfull and sad. and sometimes i cry and no one cares about why,