Us

We fight our own silent battles each day
We help others in need
But who helps us?
We reach out hands
Only to be rejected
We fight for peace
But laugh in its face
We laugh in pain
We cry our joy
We hurt
We hate
Love
Hope
Dance
Dream
Sometimes though it's not enough
To live
Or to be alive
Living causes pain and joy
But what if our pain outshines the joy
And every day we fight our own silent battles yet again with no help.