I’ve gotten questions, and they bewilder me.
“Why do you feel the need to help everyone?”
“Why do you care so much?”
“What if they don’t want your help?”
“Don’t you realize you can’t help the world?”
“You don’t know these people, why do you make their issues your problem?”
I understand all of your concerns
I understand your reasons and your beliefs
However… I think you and those who have made you that way are wrong.
I can’t help the world
Not everyone wants my help
Not everyone CAN be helped
But I at least have to try
I’m fighting for the smiles that have been taken
spreading them like crazy all over
extending my reach as far as I can
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