Hands Hurt

To you I always feel endless grievances and inexplicable accommodations I used to think that heartache in my hand was a special pain But I discovered that it turns out that the palm of my hand hurts because of you My pride and my aloofness don't allow me to admit that it's you I'm in love with A boy who is not so good and beautiful Later I discovered that what I wanted was love But for you, a sudden appearance appeared in the unknown, and I couldn't help but feel my heartbeat. But it's my favorite that I don't want to face But after all, we have never escaped the tragic movement of youth