ONE JOB MAY CHANGE MY LIFE
My purpose is unknown, unfuffilled.
I feel like there's nothing to live for.
Helping others out of my own free will;
That desire, that passion, makes my heart soar.
I listen to people attentivly,
I read people exceptionally well,
I've studied my carreer options carefully.
Psychology is clearly where I excel.
I want to be there for the struggle;
I want to see the brain in motion.
I'm willing to sit through the trials and troubles;
my heart is set on complete devotion.
I've always been looking for my reason.
The goal of my lifes journey.
With every fiber, I know thisis my adhesion,
to a future I know of which I am worthy.
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