Does anyone know where pain comes from?
It's invisible, but easy to find
Is it buried down deep inside the heart?
Is it growing inside our mind?
Or maybe it has a mind of its own
Choosing which victim to touch
Never relenting or showing restraint
Not knowing the meaning, "Too Much!"
And though it comes in many forms
It will always feel the same
Reasons will come and reasons will go
Giving us no one to blame
Pain doesn't care if we're young or old
It's been known to last for years
Our bodies will fight with all of its might
Releasing the pain through our tears
No one knows where pain comes from
We all play the hand that we're dealt
It's written in poems and songs alike
And something that everyone's felt