Fixing the Hurt
What's wrong with me?
They ask in agony as nobody knows how to reply
Make it go away,
They think but do not speak
This dream, to help
To be educated
To know how to stop this worldwide pain
It can be me
It has to be me
This job is meant for me,
As i am meant for it
Psychology is more than the pain
It's what makes the pain
It's what fixes the pain
It's how I'm going to end the pain
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