Expectations
Again alone
In the dark side of my imagination
My expectations..
Creating a heartiest moment to breathe
But snatching it away in a second
This is expectation..
Making you the queen of your world
But ruining your world at the next time
This is expectation..
I am not sick of it
But just have stopped expecting from unwanted people
Because my expectations are bound to my life
Time changes
Priority changes
And life changes
And you .. yourself have to change
Start expecting from yourself
Because others are busy in expecting too.
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