I Cry Alot When I Am Alone

Sometimes I am astounded-although why is beyond me-[i]astounded[/i] that I am so alone! I look to the window and to the sun streaming thru the trees beyond that and wonder "why I am so alone. Where are the friends I had hoped for? Where is the love of a heart alike?? Where are my mother and father?"
these questions have no answer, no solution but to cry.