By now I've noticed I'm a broken record
Ears always set on open,
I'm the one that listens,
Nodding as you speak
Giving out advice like candy
I'm ready to support your weight
Loads of troubles only added to mine
No one knows I'm breaking,
Needing support of my own
Yet somehow I was built for this
And still I trudge on...waiting...
For the one who understands
The one with open hands
But until than I listen,
Completely content to help
For I'd give my life for anyone, any random day
So upon me, your troubles, please lay.
