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.