What I see

As i make my way through town,
i notice the things around me,
from a homeless man at the bus stop,
to the frustrated mother with her toddler walking across from me,
a part of me wants to go and empty my pockets to the man,
even though it wouldn't make him change,
a part of me wants to go calm down the screaming toddler,
but the mother would probably just think i am a creep.
a long time ago if i did these things my heart wants to do,
people would thank me for shedding a little light on their day,
but to much change has happened,
and in my eyes this change is only making things worse.
change is good i won't deny it,
but this change is denying us.