Want to Talk?

Some would say I am the happiest person ever,
Some would say I am gifted,
Some would say I am headed for great things,
I would say I am different.

I say "Sit down and talk",
And their probems just overflow,
Spill and crash and burn and collide,
While I am playing peace maker with Karma.

I listen to others yet I do not speak a word,
I hug them and tell them everythings OK,
When I know deep down that it's not,
If I speak of the person I am, it would be fatal.

To let the real me through,
Would be a flaw in the system,
I was designed to help and soothe,
Not to be a nusance.

Now, do you want to talk?