Where does professional excellence lead?

May you strive every day forward
Learn everything new, burning and unknown,
Do not give up and call everyone to fly,
And you are not afraid of future mistakes.

Time passes, you've changed forever
You lie to your friends openly and without hesitation,
And in my thoughts, as in a castle, I shut myself up,
And your sincerity is only questionable.

And you confuse communication forever with your profession,
And you are trying to cure everyone and impose an opinion,
When you meet, you smile and share expression,
And you turn away from people, forgetting to support.

And you call it the genius of everyday life and talent,
As if the rest are deprived of reason and mind,
And flashes of people's minds you call dilettantism,
Forward rushing to the hearts of people you are ahead.

And just imagine, your friends are left behind,
We saw a kind of "talent" in all its guise,
Who heals souls, suddenly became closed and unsociable,
Bathed only in glory and so suffers from greatness.

And you just wonder if all this is necessary?
When you can always communicate without problems,
And professional delights faded plot,
And from the contemplation of this, only longing arises.