They’re not all that I’d hoped for

Thursday, May 08, 2008

current mood: contemplative
category: writing and poetry

The hardest expectations to live up to
Are those I set myself.
When I compare myself to others
I'm never surprised with the disappointment that comes.
"Don't you want to be heard?"
Such a simple question
But only recently has it impacted me so greatly.
Why not want to be heard?
Approved of?
Noticed?
Great expectations.
They're not all that I'd hoped for.