I've tried to make sense of it and have come up short,
so I can only believe what I see.
      I've tried to explain it and nobody's getting it, so
now i'm afraid that it must be me.

      My only intentions have been to be a good person,
someone who is needed and can be relied on.
      But my only concern is getting tired of being used,
that the world will wear me out and the giving, caring part
of me will be gone.

      I know that I can only forgive so much and excuse
peoples ignorance for so long.
      But without these qualities I would not be me, and I
would be lost without a place to belong.