Take My Hand

I am not very good at this game called Life,
For I've not learned to see children crying without feeling pain,
For I've not learned to watch animals being destroyed without wondering why.
For I've not yet met a king or celebrity that I would bow down to,
Or a man so insignificant that I would use for a stepping-stone.

For I've not yet learned to be a "yes man"
to narrow minded bosses who quote rules without reason,
and I've not learned to manipulate the feelings of others
to be used for my own advantages,
then cast aside as I see fit.

No, I am not very good at this game called Life..
I have been thinking quite a lot lately. Wondering how different each day can be.
There are days when you just laugh without a single care..and there are days when you just feel like sitting down and cry your eyes out. Silly isn't it..

There are time when things that come out from my mouth only serves to upset people. I do not really understand it. I may know lots of things (you could say that)..but I cannot seem to get it right when it comes to the human heart.

Please let me know..why you were upset earlier. I will try my best to understand.
Rather than being mad at me and saying that it is useless to tell me.. you being fed up with me is more sad.

Even if I am slow to understand, I wish that you would not give up on me.