Bittersweet

And you just go on...and go on...

Even when you see no hope in it

You just keep on holding on -

You knuckles turn white.

Because it is but a sweet sorrow.

Agonizing.

But the smile is made of sun -

and when you see emptiness within -

when you have nothing more

but you still keep on giving...

the smile is made of sun -

that dries up tears in your eyes.

And the sunshine feels so good...

it keeps you coming back.

It is something you can't give up -

that keeps you from giving up.

~Adieu~

Ultimus Fauchelevent