Shoulder to Cry on, Hand to Hold

My whole life has been one
"Wrong place, Wrong time" scenario
With nothing for me to do
And nowhere for me to go.

My family is rejecting
My friends don't understand
Nobody's shoulder to cry on
No one to hold my hand.

But something I didn't realize,
As people often do
Is that I had a friend in need,
But I wasn't there to help her through...

Too busy feeling sorry
For my pathetic self
And crying over nothing
That I wasn't there to help.

Now she needs me
More than ever,
And all that I can do
Is let her cry on my shoulder,
And hold her hand to help her through...