In moments of weakness and misunderstanding,
A man comes for your help,
You see personal suffering in your eyes
And he probably hasn't believed in people for a long time.
He is ready to listen with ecstasy to you,
Your advice, any help and care,
He stands nearby, pulling something in his hands,
"And how can I not help such a person?"
Evening is coming, the clock is running to six,
Your work is moving smoothly towards the end
"How quickly can I leave work?
I will give an expression of sadness to my face. "
Call and you are already running to your home
Forgetting about people, about their worries of life,
You help everyone, you are always happy with yourself,
And soon your thoughts leave the problems.
But what about sincerity, all that he promised?
You will say, "such are the costs of our work,"
And to a person with personal pain he just lied,
You won't even blush for your lies.
Did you dream about this when you were a child?
But what about respect and secrets of nondisclosure,
I have long forgotten about all the quivering things,
Instantly a new solution comes to you.
Or maybe you should finally change your profession?
After all, people believe you with all their souls,
It's time to admit that you haven't passed your life session,
You will find a new experience while you are fresh and young.
Listen to me, our human specialists,
Don't lie to people, be honest with yourself,
And if people are indifferent, you are just swindlers,
And let another person serve people ...