Sometimes I cry

When It's me myself and I.
Sometimes I cry.
It becomes difficult to carry this pain that I bear.
I see life and everyone pass by and nobody seems to care.
I would rather die than having to continue living a lie.
The tears flow down my eyes and the rest of the world just passes by.
My heart broken and torn.
So futile, so broken in pain since the day I was born.
Sometimes I cry.
Either for broken love or truthful lies.
It breaks my heart.
Feeling so alone, feeling so apart.