God gave me this ability.
He gave me the innate ability to help people with there problems.
To sort them out, to give them solutions if thats what there looking for, to just make them smile or laugh if thats what they need, or to point the finger and make them realize it was there fault, even if they allready know.
What never fails to amaze me, is that even though many of them know that my life is completely fucked up, those that dont soon find out, but time and time again - people come to me for advice, for help - and i dont mind, i play my role, things get better, and things move on.
But an interesting realization, in fact something that i just realized while writing this right now, is that as you help people, you loose them - many are in your life because they need your help, and when you get them past that stage they will be gone.
Maybe thats why, every time it happens, every time you spend all night piecinig together someone elses soul, you come away from it feeling, emptier then before - and just a little, sad.
He gave me the innate ability to help people with there problems.
To sort them out, to give them solutions if thats what there looking for, to just make them smile or laugh if thats what they need, or to point the finger and make them realize it was there fault, even if they allready know.
What never fails to amaze me, is that even though many of them know that my life is completely fucked up, those that dont soon find out, but time and time again - people come to me for advice, for help - and i dont mind, i play my role, things get better, and things move on.
But an interesting realization, in fact something that i just realized while writing this right now, is that as you help people, you loose them - many are in your life because they need your help, and when you get them past that stage they will be gone.
Maybe thats why, every time it happens, every time you spend all night piecinig together someone elses soul, you come away from it feeling, emptier then before - and just a little, sad.
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4 Comments:
someone's got to be the chasm for people to have echoes.
Its funny how that works. The need to be needed. Tis okay lovey, eventually you realize that to be needed means very little and to be wanted means everything in the world! :)
Keep at it. helping others is often its own reward.
you do know that there are some out there who'd stick to you regardless of anything. those who'd probe your ass till you give in. those who're always there for you.
it's not always a great idea to be shelled up my friend. remember, everyone explodes one day.
ali's an anal probe!
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