Want help, wanting to help.

(*Note, this poem is about two people, now see what kind of people they are.)

Nobody cares for me, I am just a fool, why am I to be this way, I really would like to know.

I wish you can see, I care for you so much, I want you to be happy, I beg you not to give up.

I am out in the open, my wounds and hurt is shown.
Doesn't seem like anybody is caring, oh well, I tried, there is nothing more.

I only you see you in a corner, with an empty face.
I want to run beside you and tell you it will be ok.

Life is being unfair, I cannot catch up, it is moving so fast that I am left afar.

You seem so left behind, I am trying to help, but when I try you seem to want to yell.

When will you stop bothering me?
With all your happiness, I do not need your pity, please just go away!

Even if you don't say it out, I know that you want me to help so I keep trying.

Today I want the end, hell sounds much happier then my life today.

I can see it in you eyes, you want to give it up, but I will not let you die, because I care and love you for who you are.