Some people may ask

Some people may ask,
Why I do this task?
Many may think,
It's to attention seek.
Others may not notice,
In their world of content.

Some people may ask,
Why I do this task?
As for when I'm alone,
I see things in a different tone.
The discontent, guilt and fear,
The pain makes them all disappear.

Some people may ask,
Why I do this task?
Some day your world may end,
When not everyone is a friend.
And the rush and rage,
Makes everything a daze.

Some people may ask,
Why I do this task?
Not everyone will see,
In the same light as me.
Through the hurt...my troubles cease,
And for only a moment...I'm at peace.