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Helpless
I sit here wondering why I am so helpless to
my friends. They give me everything and
it seems like I give them nothing in
return. Everyday I take but never let
them receive. As much as I want to help
it seems like I can do nothing but sit idly
by and watch their lives crumble before my
eyes. It brings on so much stress and anger
and sadness that it is almost impossible to
bear. I just want to yell at them and make
them tell me about their problems or worries. But it
isn't in my nature to demand anything or
command someone. I wish I was a different
person so that I could understand why my
friends are crying or why they are
depressed. I cry myself to sleep every night
hoping for and answer to my prayers, but I
wake up the next morning the same sad
helpless person I was the day before.
