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Have you ever had one of those days when every little thing takes a whole lot out of you? No real reason.. every tap feels like a punch, every minute feels like an hour, every look could kill.

Today has been one of those days for me. I can't really describe why -- I think some of it has to do with exam week sneaking up, boy drama, living out of a suitcase this summer... Everything should by all normal means be fine.. it's just not. I can't really shake it, either. Everyone I have run into thinks I'm mad at them because I'm so glazed over.

Actually, I think I do know whats wrong. I don't know how to describe it, though. It's just that sinking feeling that you're not quite worth it, that you didn't quite make the cut.

It's amazing the power we have over each other... the power to withold love is incredible. The pride that kicks in by saying that the other person isn't worth the respect, the time of day. It's so draining. I'm so drained.

I'm so drained.




If I could tell the world just one thing
It would be that we're all OK
And not to worry 'cause worry is wasteful
And useless in times like these

I won't be made useless
I won't be idle with despair
I will gather myself around my faith
For light does the darkness most fear

My hands are small, I know
But they're not yours, they are my own
But they're not yours, they are my own
And I am never broken

Poverty stole your golden shoes
It didn't steal your laughter
And heartache came to visit me
But I knew it wasn't ever after

We'll fight, not out of spite
For someone must stand up for what's right
'Cause where there's a man who has no voice
There ours shall go singing

My hands are small I know
But they're not yours, they are my own
But they're not yours, they are my own
I am never broken

In the end only kindness matters
In the end only kindness matters
I will get down on my knees, and I will pray
I will get down on my knees, and I will pray
I will get down on my knees, and I will pray

My hands are small I know
But they're not yours, they are my own
But they're not yours, they are my own
And I am never broken

My hands are small I know
But they're not yours, they are my own
But they're not yours, they are my own
And I am never broken

We are never broken
We are God's eyes
God's hands
God's mind
We are God's eyes
God's hands
God's heart
We are God's eyes
God's hands
God's eyes
We are God's hands
We are God's hands

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