The carousel

Riding on the merry-go-round
See how it hangs over and over.

Life is just like that
As one can see from there.

Sometimes it goes up
Sometimes it goes down,
Full of thoughtless thoughts
Cannot leave them behind.

Someone smiles with happiness
Someone is crying and feeling sad,
Someone just crawls along
With the chest full of pain.

That's how it goes in this earth
In the game of breaking and making,
Someone finds, someone loses
At the every day fair.