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Heavy, Holy, Human Too 2 by Venitha

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Heavy, Holy, Human Too 2

Ballad,Female vocals

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[Verse 1 – Early Years & Burnout]
I started bright-eyed, ready to heal,
Took every story, every wound I could feel.
But the fire of passion burned too fast,
Exhaustion hit hard, thought I wouldn’t last.
Burnout taught me, limits are real,
Three sessions a day, that’s my seal.
[Chorus – The Heart of the Work]
It’s heavy, it’s holy, it’s human too,
Holding storms that don’t belong to you.
Not magic, not instant, it takes time to repair,
We’re guides on the journey, we’re vessels of care.
[Verse 2 – Boundaries & Ethics]
Lines must be drawn where feelings grow deep,
Transference whispers, secrets we keep.
If love ever clouds the healing ground,
We step aside gently, let another be found.
Professional walls, with empathy laced,
Respect in every boundary we’ve placed.
[Chorus]
It’s heavy, it’s holy, it’s human too,
Holding storms that don’t belong to you.
Not magic, not instant, it takes time to repair,
We’re guides on the journey, we’re vessels of care.
[Verse 3 – Misunderstandings & Misconceptions]
They think we fix lives with a single phrase,
But growth is a path, not a one-time blaze.
It’s teamwork, effort, the client must fight,
We shine a lamp, but they walk in the light.
And yes, we’re human—messy, flawed,
Not saints in silence, just souls in awe.
[Bridge – Technology & Culture]
AI can suggest, but can’t replace,
The warmth of presence, a human face.
In India’s heart, with Western frames,
We shape the practice, adjust the names.
Each culture unique, each soul its own,
No therapy fits all, no heart stands alone.
[Verse 4 – Biggest Challenge]
The hardest part? To come back home,
Carrying echoes of cries unknown.
Abuse, despair, they linger near,
Yet with family, I must appear clear.
Self-care matters, to rest, to mend,
For without it, the journey may end.
[Chorus]
It’s heavy, it’s holy, it’s human too,
Holding storms that don’t belong to you.
Not magic, not instant, it takes time to repair,
We’re guides on the journey, we’re vessels of care.
[Verse 5 – Final Word]
We don’t regret this chosen lane,
Through brokenness, we’ve found our gain.
Marriage, conflict, pain, and strife,
We learn from them to build our life.
Patience, presence, time will show,
Healing is slow, but seeds will grow.
[Outro – Wish to the World]
So if you wonder, what we go through,
Remember: we’re human, just like you.
It takes time, it takes tears, but love is the art,
Psychology’s weight is a laboring heart.