I'm frustrated.

It's just so hard to understand what the world needs of you. Often I spend hours wondering what to do with my life. Or, more correctly, what to do to help out. Because I'm a person who just can't be happy when things go well for me. I want the world to be happy too. My world consists of the people I care for, and when my world is upside down I can't just hop around merrily for my own blessings. I can't help but try to see what I can do for the ones I care for. But apparently the world doesn't need my help. And apparently nothing that I do will ever count. It's not that I so badly want them to matter to them. I also do understand that my efforts won't so easily take effect the way I wish they would. It's just that I wish I know what I'm supposed to do. Sometimes when the world doesn't understand that what happens to them affects you too. And they go about hurting others by hurting themselves because they think they're alone and just can't see you.