Personal Pain


Laugh, and the world laughs with you;
Weep, and you weep alone;
Sing, and the crowds will answer;
Sigh, it is lost on the air;
The echoes come to a joyful sound,
But shift away from voicing care.

Rejoice, and people will seek you;
Grieve, and they turn and go;
They will share all of your pleasure,
But they do not need your sadness.
Be glad, and your friends are many;
Be sad, and you lose many.

No one declines your celebratory wine,
But alone you must drink life’s troubles.
There is room in the halls of pleasure
For a large and joyful gathering,
But one by one we will all file on
Through the narrow aisles of pain.


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