no one
but yet there it is
everywhere I look
their smiles
their common joy
their happiness
staring me in the face
through impenetrable glass
waving and saluting
acting as if it's fair
acting as though this is how it was meant to be
them with everything
while I stand cold and displaced
not one shred of hope
not one glimmer of satisfaction
yet to carry on
mangled and weakened
delusional dreams
defending my spirit
from the crushing truth
that's lurking
in the smiles of my adversaries
joy from suffering
the truth is the devil
disguised as enlightenment.