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I've traded friendships for a job... assuming I had any to begin with

Hard Heart

I think something is wrong with me.

Do you suppose everyone feels alone...

never fully understood?

And those people you seem to be able to stare right through?

Are they special too?

I wonder sometimes what my purpose is...

if I have a purpose, a talent.

How is it so obvious to others?

Or don't they know that they're good at what they do?

I want that...

to know what I'm doing is what I'm meant for.

I want to spend every day putting pieces of myself in my work.

Is there a job like that?

Where you work each day to physical and mental exhaustion...

knowing that you've done good...

and enjoyed it.

Please, Lord

Let me live a hard and meaningful life.

Don't let me lose what makes me feel different.

I know I'm not the best at it...

but don't let me forget how to see other people.

Please, Lord

I don't want to feel this way.