I Want To Help!

I know the burning rage, I feel trapped, as if in a cage. There's nothing I can do, I wish I could stop you. You've put others on a shelf. You try to solve your problems yourself. You grab something sharp and start to cut, girl, you ain't in that big a rut. Why are you doing this, tell me please!? I'm your friend, your pain, I will ease. I will wait until the end of time. I'll take your problem, and make it mine. (This poem was written for a friend)