Hope In Sorrow

I am playing the soft chello upon the nerves of arm, don't you hear the beautiful, sorrowful song that I am playing, the one that gives you all the hope in the world and then in an instant, it is rightfully taken from you for another time and place, but without cause or reason. My strings refuse to break for they are the only tune that I truely know how to play without flaw, and yet, I play them with a smile.