The Joy Of Sorrow

We're all living, we're all dying We're all simple but complicated We're hiding, yet craving to be found We're all hurting, we're all wounded We're all awake but unaware Learning the joy of sorrow We're all pure, we're all blended We're all envious but content We're suffered, yet somehow entertained We're all generous, we're all selfish We cross our hearts Hoping to die with the joy of sorrow We all learn more from pain We all smile while tears sneak in We all grin even when The world turns its back on us We're like a pure flame, living by an invisible sun within us We're all lost, we're all determined We're all traitors but not haters We're silent, yet not completely mute We're all flawed, we're all perfect We're all patiently impatient Waiting for the joy of sorrow We all learn more from pain We all smile while tears sneak in We all grin even though The world turns its back on us We're like a pure flame Living by an invisible sun within us We're all proud, we're all humble We're eloquent but incoherent We're happy, yet oddly find it unbearable We're all young, we're all mature We're all blessed but often doomed Yearning to grasp the joy of sorrow