Joie de vivre

There are so many people who are lost and searching and hopeless and helpless and just plain LOST.

And I don't know how to help them.

And when I try, they don't listen and keep going over and over and over again in the same old circles until I want to shake them and yell "WORK WITH ME HERE, I'M TRYING TO HELP YOU."

I tried to help you once
Against my own advice
I saw you going down
But you never realized
That you're drowning in the water
So I offered you my hand

I can't help you fix yourself
But at least I can say I tried
I'm sorry but I gotta move on with my own life

I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut
My weakness is that I care too much
The scars remind us that the past is real
I tear my heart open just to feel