As I lie on my floor and cry
you all say why
"Is she not strong?"
"Is she a baby?"
No, of course not
that is not why I sit here and cry
I sit and cry because I'm alone
I am alone in the world
I am alone in life
And I'm always alone
I have no friends to say they care
my family is never there
people always say when ever I need them they are there
but when that time has come
all they do is run (away)
so who do I talk to
when I am alone
who can I turn to
when I am alone
who hears me cry
when I am alone
who knows me
when I am alone