Because she's not the favored son
Her saddest thought, What have I done
To earn my lot, the unloved one
Why am I not a chosen one
Forgive she must, but it is hard
When life's unjust, and she's been scarred
It's hard to trust, not be on guard
She must adjust, anger discard
Forgiveness is much easier
When things of his become a blur
All 'round us is a reminder
It's mostly his, not shared with her
We've got to go, we cannot stay
The pain and woe, drive us away
No clan meadow, no happy day
One owns the show, the rest can't stay
Sometimes we need to go away
So we are freed from pain's replay
From others' greed, we'd face each day
We must recede, find our own way
