No sympathy
can comfort my sorrow
for it’s me alone
who must face each sad tomorrow.

No empathy
can come near my plight
for it’s me alone
who must brave each tormented night.

All rainbow
talk of hope, must surely be in vain
for it’s me alone
who must address my anguished pain.

Reality is
enough for me to bear
please spare the cliché treatment
of my private despair.