My World

Have I really the power to help the world?

Tears,death,lies things I have seen with my own eyes

I'm no therapist and I can't read your mind

Even though I talk nice and act as though I'm smart

The truth is I'm no different I have problems and pains

Your problems I can see and yes I try to help by talking

But when it comes to my problems I'm in real trouble

I know the words are there deep inside of me

But to my pains and my problems I'm blind, unable to see them

I hear about them and am told they are wrong

I listen to my friends and give them advice but to my own flaws

I am speechless, there are no words in my throat to help me see that all my suffering comes from me or some other being

So am I really the shoulder to cry on when my world can destroy me?

Well I don't know tell me your problems then well see.....