Sometimes we are lonely in our lives,
Sometimes we don't see others there,
But sometimes we just don't know
What we feel, or what to feel.
Life is like a river, cold and fast,
And we are fishs in it.
Sometimes I have more questions,
Than I sometimes have answers.
Sometimes I think about haven
And lost in coluds.
It isn't easy to be a part of this,
But we need this, just as it needs us.
