helpful hands

Sewing my heart to the point of no return, Me Myself and I are going to a place nobody has ever heard of. Its somewhere tiny but messy, somewhere big yet small, tidy but everywhere, everything all at once. But how? Make it so I understand. Something I find so difficult is something so easy. I can't understand how I work, how I live and die, how I sit and cry. How I live on a daily basis. Help me so I understand easier, for helpful hands are kinder than nothing at all.