How many times must I lose?
Before good comes to me.
How many times?

Tears comes and tears goes.
Still my heart is heavy.
I still love life.
I'm not ready to be bury.

I  just have an inquiry.
How many times must I lose?

Seek and you shall find sounds good.
Knock and the door will be open.
But when?
Yes, just when?

When it seems I'm always losing something.
I admit that sometimes I cry.
Just wondering about my chance of luck.

Still, I'm thankful.