Other People's Pain

Other people's pain
Is more important than mine
Every time I'm stuck in darkness
I'm still expected to shine
I always end up using
Artificial light
So it at least looks like
I'll make it through the night
But I haven't seen morning
In a really long time
So I sit here in the dark
Waiting for a sign
That something might get better
And I might get a win
God helps those who help themselves
I don't know where to begin

I'm hopeless
I'm helpless
I don't know what to do
I'm depressed
I'm a mess
And I still feel for all of you

Other people's pain
Seeps into my mind
And it overtakes
Every bit of mine
I don't get the same
From everybody else
Nobody seems to notice
That I could use some help
I could use some caring
Someone to hold my hand
No one else is sharing
Yet somehow I still can
Fueled by my own misery
I can understand
I have no one to lean on
But somehow I still stand.