Really?
Talk of heartache and heartbreak goes through the air like a disease.
I swear in this world, no one’s mind is at ease.
People fret constantly about wanting someone or missing them
Honestly, it is tearing me apart at the hem.
People tell me of their problems and their sorrows
They tell me their wishes for tomorrows
I am caught between reality and fantasy when put on the spot
I try to give my best advice when needed, but is it all for not?
To be honest, it seems a bit odd to try and take others pain away
All you really do is add stress to yourself anyways.
I’m having a hard time to understand myself but I still manage to help them.
