Someone will come, someone will leave,
Someone will stay, that's how it's supposed to be.
Sometimes you cry, sometimes you smile,
Sometimes you don't know, you have to walk miles.
Sometimes it's up, sometimes it's down,
Sometimes it's rocky, we better not fall down.
Sometimes we fall, sometimes we rise,
Sometimes we just stay there, trying to process what's mine.
Sometimes we are alone, sometimes there are many,
Sometimes we feel closer with the strangers passing by.
Sometimes bitter, sometimes sweet,
Sometimes you get to know a new flavor of life's treat.
Sometimes happy, sometimes sad,
Sometimes you don't know and break down in the process.
But it's life, this is how it's supposed to be,
If not so, then let me know freely.
- Prerana Rathi