Helpless

I want to help the people who need me, the people I love, the people I care
about al those people who just need me.
I hear some many problems so things from love to death. I can help with al
of these problems.
Only death I can’t handle I can’t bring a person back, I can’t replace the
one.
I wish I could, I really do.
I can’t see the sight that my angel is crying. The only thing I can offer
is my complete attention, I’ll listen, I’ll talk and I’ll comfort.
I’m helpless, I can’t make my angel happy once more, I can’t take her
grieve and sorrow away. Al dhow I wish I could so my angel could be her
little lovely self-agian.
Helpless is the worst feeling in the world. Can’t do anything, but seeing
how people suffer and cry
A sight I can’t stand.
Why I am I helpless?