My Rainbow

Life is a rainbow
That's dark and grey.
I don't know when I'll see my brightest day.

Holding on to hope in anyway.
Trying to live and continuing to pray.
My words are ignored no matter what I say.
I don't think I'm okay.

This is what my rainbow looks like,
At the end of the day.

No special pot of gold.
Not sunny and warm,
But bleak and cold.

But it's all the same.
You have to put up with the rain,
Before the rainbow.
You have to hide the pain,
Before the end of your sorrow.