I've never been one to fit in easy

never stood out in a crowd

but when it came to someone needing help

I'm the first person people found

Am i being used?

To people, I am a candle

I'm no use till its hard to see

To people I'm a benefit

But I'm lonely with darkness swallowing me

Am i being used?

You see, I always give without thinking of

"will they pay me back?"

I always burn myself out

trying to help stop someones life from going totally black

when light comes back into their life

I'm the first they blow out

WHY?

when I helped them see through the doubt

Am i being used?

I'm a person too

But to them I am a candle

I have feelings too

my feelings are just as difficult to handle

You light me up

when you have to see

you blow me out

when you don't need me

The giving candle