It’s sad to see people feeling so down,
But never before were so many around,
Each day goes bye and always some more,
As if it’s come knocking at my front door.
Guilty the feeling that wells up inside,
When you are so happy yet others not fine,
Wish you could help them out of their stress,
But probably make matters harder instead.
It’s fate we suffer and moves through us all,
A virus, it plagues us, from first we were born,
From incubation it grows and it grows,
Just waiting to grab us, to throw its first blow.
First time it gets you your left with no doubts,
Feelings so strong lonely hearts broken out,
For what ever reason things have gone wrong,
It take’s forever before it has gone.