Some people will be there in your life,
When the fun begins, but not through the strife.
They’ll laugh with you in the warmth of the sun,
As long as the days are easy and fun.

They stay because joy is light to bear,
And happiness is so easy to share.
They love the smiles, the carefree days,
But struggle to share the weight of pain.

Cause when the skies turn dark and gray,
They'll quietly slip, and drift away.
Not out of hate, not out of spite,
But fear of not knowing how to...