When I look in the eyes of the innocent
The unwanted, the outcasts, attention deficit
I look beyond the labels and names given for what they portray
I listen to their cries of 'I wanna die' and 'Help me'
I don't just turn my head when someone is in need
I run to them and care for them cause I need somebody to care for me
This world is sick and livin' in today's society
The helpless remain helpless and if you need, you'll always need
I'm not a regular, this will change with Me
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