Dec 21, 2021
Lower Expectations
You have so much promise! A gifted child to be sure Surely you will find success no matter what you endure
Words like anchors tied around my ankles Holding my breath all the way to the bottom Did they think they were supportive? Feeding me with words of poison so rotten
They say good intentions will pave the path straight to hell Well these words of gifted glory sure didn’t serve me all that well
Now it feels like I’ll never live up to the future dreamt up by them To the dreams that I had for myself- disappointment, ad infinitum
This won’t stop my forward march and it’s not like they ruined my life But man I didn’t need all that fucking pressure- lower expectations would be nice