World War Me

Life is like a rails

Life is like a rails. You are like the train. People are like the passengers. You drive at your own speed over the rails, from station to station. At each station people get off the train but others get on the train. Some will keep sitting on board. On the rails, you'll go trough tunnels. A lot of people will get out than and others will keep sitting and help you to drive trough the darkness by lighting up the rails. At you're final station you'll arrive with a lot of passengers in your history. But you'll also arrive with the passengers who kept sitting in the train the whole way long. Keep them, hold them and take care of them. 'Cause those people, those passengers, those are the diamonts, the angels in your life and nobody will ever be able to replace them.