The Giver

I’m a compassionate creature I am a giving tree. So many times I think of others So many times I forget about me. The tables keep on turning And the room constantly spins. In my world of secrets and darkness I’m never the one who wins. I give until I have no more Then I give things that I need. So that others can be happy So that others can succeed. I see all the same faces High up here in this tree. Is there anyone else out there? Anyone who wants to give to me?