lend a hand
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I cry for help, and plea for a friend.
But no one is there to lend a hand...
I try to stand, but no one understands me.
They all sheild their ears from my helpless pleas.
Why do you have to hate me?
I didn't do anything to you
You love my pain
my sorrow
my sadness
You act as though I've hurt
you tormented
you abused you,
when I've never even spoken to you.
