I like to see the good in everyone,
I love to give but hate to receive, am I the only one?

I'd love to see everyone grinning,
Hm, that's probably wishful thinking.

I feel sorrow for every hurt soul,
Curse the one who turned you cold.

But, of course, you can't always tell,
Who went through or gave hell.

I think ultimately we all need help.
We all want to keep sane and not lose *ourselves.