With Great Expectations, Come Great Disappointments.

With Great Expectations, Come Great Disappointments.

Withered expectations,
They crumble to the ground,
Their pieces scattered,
And you turn around.

I stand with regret,
Tears clear as glass,
It was all my doing,
I caused the crash.

I wont pretend to be ignorant,
Wont pretend I don't know,
You had my life planned,
My future's ascending flow.

Be bold, be charming,
Be intelligent, you say,
Be polite, be sophisticated,
Be perfect in every way.

But I stand here,
Knowing I have failed,
Broken pieces of expectations,
Have made my face pale.

I am ashamed and afraid,
Inside, I am wrecked,
I'm a disgrace to you,
Because I'm not perfect.

These expectations on the floor,
They are proof enough that I,
Will never be that one,
No matter how hard I try.

Expectations can be vicious things
Casting a mirage, making things appear sugary sweet
Playing tricks on your mind and spinning you in 
You're envisioning your perfect fantasy
Taking that fateful step towards uncertainty. Uncertainty of, the to-be.
Head high and heart full of blissful unrealistic expectations 
You find yourself stumbling in upon...

Nothing.
But emptiness,
And your shattered dreams.