They need help standing tall

The blue from the sky,
Surrounds my soul,
Surrounds the wold with a path I owe,
And as I fly into the dark,
I see that everything needs a spark.
But sometimes I found that life itself,
Needs nothing more than endless love,
And maybe we'll be unlikely to shove.

I know I need a helping hand,
But others need a strong, long band,
To keep them standing so they'll stay up,
Instead of being a bottom cup.

So now when I can look outside,
And see that every word we say
Hurts others in a dark deep way,
Maybe if we stopped it all,
Maybe they'll be there standing tall.