Whenever my pictures come across your head, what do you think of?

Whenever you need help, am I the first and only person you can think of? But when you are having fun with other friends, have you ever wondered where I am?

Are humans born to be selfish? Are good people fated to be made used of?

There are things which I used to be able to do and there are things which I cannot afford the time to do now.

If I have the time and capability, I would make everybody happy.