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Why is the world so cruel,
to those of us that ask so little.
We do not hope for much,
just a bit of happiness, so little...

Everytime I make someone happy,
helping them in some way.
Another veiws it evily,
unhappy that I could not make them happy...

Why?
I am only one person.
Why?
I am only me,
the fallen guardian angel...

I don't ask for much,
just a little trust.
If I open up my mind to you,
its not much...

But why is it when I trust someone,
they must turn it around?
Why when I am most honest,
they always turn it around?

I am only here to help people,
not to get hurt.
But if that is what it takes,
than bring on the hurt...

Allow me than,
to take on your troubles.
To lend you a helping hand,
to help you find more stable land...

For I have no other purpose,
only here to serve and to please.
For I have lost sight of any other thing,
my sight taken by the world...

So I turn once again,
a blind eye to the world.
Instead turning my sight to those around me,
that need help through their world...

All I am asking for is this,
do not take advantage of me.
I am not doing much,
just helping those around me,
those that have lost touch...