Every person has a sorrow
Sometimes heavy and sometimes light
You can tell, it's enough
Some sorrow is already old
Some bites and hurts
It's good that you exist
It often makes no sense
It's good that you exist
Everyone's disappointed sometimes
Because one word leads to another
And you always hurt the ones
Best you forgive or forget
It's good that you exist
It often makes no sense
It's good that you exist