Expectations,
They kill.
Expectations,
And the everything else comes to a standstill.
No dreams to fly upon,
No oceans to swim across.
Loads of expectations is all
We come across.
And they forget what we are,
No tools to build thier bridges reaching the future,
That they engineer for us.
They set their expectations high,
Then look down with a sigh-
When I tell 'em,
"I'm nothing more than a someone
making rhymes that go from no one to no one"
But don't worry,
I'll live up to your expectations,
Burry my rhymes in the graveyard
Of your predicament .
All of me at a standstill,
'cause honestly,
Your expectations-
They kill!