Help
Help is both a thing I need and a thing I can’t give out.
Every time I am asked for help I struggle to find the words to make it better so all I do is let out a silent yelp.
Lack of help and lack of knowledge makes me feel like my trying to help is just as useful as letting it go to the back of my throat choking me like a rope, I am beyond hope.
People need help to get where they’re going and people need help to leave where they were, help is something everyone needs at some point so never let your voice end up a quiet whisper.
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