+_SUN_+

The sun pulls seemingly through the cracks in the sky
Dead leaves and ice cold makes it not want to try

It is stuck between being gone and being here
Chasing away the rain like chasing away a tear

Broken in its beauty hiding its face
Looking strong and independent when as delicate as lace

Running in circles away then back to the world
No one taking into consideration how much it gets hurled

Seeming invisible as everything passes by
All it can do is rise every morning with only a sigh