Times like these
when I've sent a text like that
or thought something
or felt a certain feeling
When I
slip into oblivion
and start to use words like "Oblivion"
Are the times
when
I can't believe I
ever
helped anyone feel better

Of course, I know I have
If I hadn't
I would not have quite so many friends
And I've read the conversations
The "Thank you"s and "I love you"s and the "That was exactly what I needed"
texts
I've read them
I remember getting them
Feeling like I had helped someone

but at Times Like These
I don't know how I ever helped anyone
When I feel so dark
So alone
I don't know how I ever pulled that sunshine out of me
To give to them

Maybe that's why
Maybe I gave all my sunshine
to all the people I've helped
but at Times Like These
I don't have any left for myself

I wouldn't mind if that was how it worked
I'd still give my sunshine freely
I would just appreciate knowing that was how it worked
So I could keep
just a sliver

for Time Like These