Sometimes when i sit alone,
there's nothing to stop me crying,
not even the pride i used to have,
because that pride was taken away,
along time ago,
so now i sit here all alone,
wondering if my pride would have got me through,
would my heart still be strong,
would i have learned to tell those people i love,
that i love them,
would i have learned,
that my courage would help those around me,
would i have learned,
i am strong,
that no matter what happened,
i may still of had you,
and now i know i don't have much,
but the truth,
it follows me around,
it makes me who i am,
what happened does affect me,
but if it hadn't happened,
you'd still be here,
with your arms around me,
and i would have no reason to cry,
and i wouldn't be sitting here alone,
because you would be in my heart,
instead of running away,
i would still talk to you,
if you had stayed with me,
but you didn't,
because of what happened,
you said you cared about me,
but now i know you didn't,
because if you really did,
then you would still be here,
in my heart,
and i wouldn't despise you so.
