Frome Being my Someone to being a Stranger

i walked and find nothing
it's getting colder
my feet were getting weak
i struggled in the midst of nowhere
yet my struggling never seems enough

i fell, i stumbled
someone picked me up and then i saw the light
i am getting back to my senses
but the shadow wof the one who picked me up was getting smaller
i never stopped him, i never shouted

up to this day, i am thanking him
yes, he did not stay
but that time, he cared
he did not abandon me in the midst of nowhere
i guess that is just the way it is

it is a cycle
many came, but they also go
today i am happy, tomorrow i am not
today i am smiling, tomorrow my tears are flowing
that is just the way it is...