TEARS TO CRY
If loneliness was unaware, with all of those, with who it shares.
Would it come back, to bare the souls, ov those that care.
If luv could pass you by, with out making you cry.
Then life would not be mundane, with a lesson to try.
Loneliness has amounted, to happier times, to be there.
So thru times, we will hesitate.