What Has The World Came To Poem by brad shinn

what has this world came to
why am I hunted
why am I only seeked for help
I am only needed by those in need
those in need are nor near nor dear to me
I only call them friends
I run from those who are near and dear to me
because I am hunted by those
I must find my way before they find me
I only help when a dear friend is in dire need
my kindness will be my downfall at the final hour
where I am hunted to the end of the earth
but when I seek help I am left out in the cold
and this is why u wonder I let no one into my life now
I trust not many I can only trust those near to me