I Cry

I cry for those who can't cry for them selves
I listen to the cries on my street it hits my ears
So hard that i cant sleep at night even thought i try to help
Something is holding them back
Is it the fact that they cant trust anymore
Or is it because where i come from you have to pay for help
Beacuse giving out a free hand is so hard for these poeople
When every day i see people lying on the street dying
And i see all these people walk by and laugh
Well why arent you holding out your hand
listen to me
I cry
I cry because my heart is hurting and even though i help out these people my main concern is
WILL ANY ONE HELP ME WHEN I CRY