Let's not lose hope, the will to live,
Let's not be defeated and in grief,
Open your eyes and tell me what do you see,
Of this picture, of this world, of me?

Let there be you against the world,
Let the sea uproars with its sickening swirl,
Cry the river, cry the ocean,
You're still entitled to heaven.

What are you afraid of my loved one?
To be alone, and be made fun?
To be labelled to sheer run?
To be ostracized and felt like you have no one?

You'll always have me don't you worry
Let us retreat, me and thee,
Step into the paradise and you will realize,
That life is not as cold as ice.

(From an imaginary friend)