Tears that is not visible to the naked eye,
silent screams that no one can hear,

feeling of relentless distress,

Trapped with nowhere to turn,
life is changing beyond our control,

someone else is pulling the strings,
causing this deep ache in the bottom of our soul.

but remember, for every soul there is a soul that touches yours –
Be it the slightest contact –

always there is a gleam of faith in the darkening sky;
always there is a glimpse of brigther skies
To brave the thickening ills of life;
To make this life worthwhile.