Call me the eccentric one, the mad one, the creative one, some-one, but not any-one, never any-one.

I would like to help in perfecting the world, who wouldn’t?
I would like to help the needy, who wouldn’t?
I would like to spread love in the air, who wouldn’t?
Then one may ask: “What’s the difference between you and me, eh?.”
To which I would reply: “The only difference is that you are way better than me.”