People come and people go
in this cruel and lonely world,
where hope is so fragile
attached on a thin line, so volatile.
The door of happiness closes,
another soon to be opened.
Though it is not easy
but for sure, there should be a way.
Deep in the stillness of hope,
there’s more to life than only bitterness.
And for awhile, everything seemed clear,
I am certain that I’ll never be alone.
