Give It To Me

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I've seen so much hurt everywhere I go,
And it just makes my heart hit rock bottom.
There shouldn't be this many broken souls.
I can feel all the luggage you tow,
And I want to help you toat that overbearing problem,
But only if you allow me to help you find your true roles.
I won't overstep my boundaries but I'll still try for you.
/I know what you're going through and it sucks,
But if I can make it all go away I will damn well try.
I know what it feels like to be broken into pieces,
And I don't want anyone else to have to pick up their bits.
You can confide in me and I will do my best even if you're shy
Because I care about everybody who has these so called diseases.
I will take it all away but you have to give it to me first./
I see you look aimlessly out the window and sigh,
And I can see the tiredness in your features.
You claim to be okay but if I touch you you tremble in fear.
It brings tears to my eyes seeing you so damn terrified,
So I bring you into a hug and tell you about a bright future.
One where your mind and body doesn't want to tear.
I tell you my story as well to let you know you ain't alone.
/I made it my mission to save all others from their depression,
And I mean everybody don't matter who you are,
An adult, kid, teen, and colors don't fucking matter to me!
We're all human beings who deserve our own little session!
I know about the feeling of your heart staying sore,
And you need to know I care about you I fucking guarantee!
All I want is some of your time and I ask you give it to me./
You're a beautiful soul don't let others degrade you,
For I can say that they are jealous of the person you are.
If you feel like nobody could ever even befriend you think again,
For I'll be your friend for forever if you want buckaroo!
I'll take that pain and help you with your battle scars,
And before you know it I'll help heal your tired brain.
All I want is to help you move on and start your life anew!
/Oh, seeing you smile for the first time ever brings me joy,
And the peace of mind knowing I helped another poor soul.
I have such high hopes that you'll get through this hell,
But I don't want you to worry yourself about this ol' boy.
I know I'll be fighting but I'm making you my goal,
Since all I want to do is show you the world outside your shell,
So I ask you to please take your pain and give it to me./

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