Identity

In this world of conformity and difference, I stand alone. I love nearly anyone who crosses my path. And because of this, I've hurt the ones who matter most and I've been hurt by loving too much. I feel that it is my place in this world that I must make anyone and everyone I know, happy. I've still not truly realized that I can't do that. Only the powers that be can actually accomplish that. But, what if I try? Why can't I try? Because too many people don't understand me. I'm not just saying that. How many people actually go thru life wanting to love everyone? Not many. But, I do. I have a desire and a need to try and make everyone happy but I have to realize that I am no deity. As far as I feel I've ascended, it's not quite high enough. I'm not intended to go that high. I'm unfortunately human. I feel free yet restricted by this state of being. I am free from humanity because I love
freely. Yet I am restricted because I am only human. So, what am I?