Hopeless Poem by Robert C O Benjamin

I am all alone in the world;
How sad and dreary my way;
No kindly smile, or loving word,
To wish me return of the day.


Whilst others sweet gifts receive,
To mark the love of a friend,
There's none who cares sufficient for me
A kind word ever to send.


The years may come and may go,
But none others note the day;
The date of my birth is naught to them,
For such is the worlds cold way.


So sitting alone by myself,
To suffer in silence I learn.
And it matters not very much to me,
Should my birthday never return.