They who walk into your life,
though for a while,
and leaving an impression,
were here for a reason.
They who showed you light,
made everything around you
so straight and right,
were here for a reason.
They who never stop,
find new shores to clean,
and wait till they mop,
were here for a reason.
They who have no aim,
shreds life for unknown,
and fade away with no pain,
were here for a reason.
They who leave behind,
silence and mystery,
in state of your mind,
were here for a reason.
People who came in and went out, were here for some reason.