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Is there meant to be more
to life
than this?

I’ve always burdened myself
with the thought
that my purpose
should be to serve others…

But each day
a new challenge appears,
a new endeavor fails,
and the problems consume me.

I keep looking
at the bigger picture
thinking, somewhere here
I’ll make a difference.

But maybe
we’re just meant
to serve a small purpose,
to make a small impact.

I begin to think
that my happiness
matters too,
because I’ll never have
the energy
to do good
if I’m exhausting myself
with the thought
that I am responsible to fix all of this.