Why is it so easy
To remember past
And cry over what has already happened
Yet is it so hard
To forget past
And be happy about what the future may hold
Why is it so easy
To make someone angry
Yet so hard to make them happy
Why is it so easy
To please ourselves
Yet so hard to please others
Why is it so easy
For us to lie
Yet so hard for us
To tell the truth
Why is it so easy
For us to hurt others
And so hard for us
To say sorry or to comfort them
Why was it so easy
For us To say hello
Yet so hard for us
To say goodbye
Why is it so easy
To say horrible things to those we love
But so hard to say the words
I love you
Why was it so easy
To say that
There's nothing left
But so hard to say
That there is still hope
