A Stranger

To the person who carries a lot of baggage

In the streets, strange eyes you will meet

Busy people who doesn't care

If your depressed because you fail

It gives you comfort and peace

To know, you alone are not alone in this.

Would you give up everything you once prayed?

You must give it a try or a rest a little while

On the rooftop you see

Busy people, each has trouble

It gives you comfort and peace

That not everyone lie in bed at ease

Finally, someone who understands

I will not worry for I know the ground I'll land

A listening ear and a helping hand

One of the busy people

You say I can when they told me I can't.