
Bitter Truth
Nothing is sweeter than a bitter truth
It may bring sadness or sorrow…

Nothing is sweeter than a bitter truth
It may bring sadness or sorrow…


Wobbly weekdays curl up, welcoming…

As young as I could be,
When asked what’s your father…



Those teary eyes said more than the moving lips…

Down the hill, up the mountain
Across the sky, over the stars…

Bed is cozy, and oh! that soft blanket
The lazy winter is here…

When things are said,
But still left unexpressed…

I looked up to you when it came to being strong…

He was but a victim of fate.
Follies followed him while…

When your soul lives far away but close…

