Poetry of sorts

Best

Their heart is empty,
but their mind is so confused.
They think and know of nothing beyond,
and think of everything they could lose.

I believe their a friend,
a friend I'd so like to hug.
But I don't want to seem intimidating, so much that I'd bug.

I want to embrace and support,
this mentally challenging problem,
that has stained their clothes many times of sort.

They wear the problems,
live in it,
breath the same air as the people that made these problems,
so unavoidable that there's always a fit.

I want to help,
anyway I can.
Regardless of the test,
I'll help alongside,
for their best.