Sometimes feeling like in a desert,

During peak of day, with no single motion

Sometime surrounded by full of alert,

Like on boat swaying in middle of ocean.

Desperation tries to say "hi",

Whenever looking back and forth.

Brain loops the echo of "why",

By trying to give up, even worse.

Of course, there is a day after each night,

So wait, be patient, it is so close

For sure the future is gonna be bright,

So, never ever think to lose.