Expectations
verse
Thought I would be 30 one day
with money and power, my way
would strewn with the diamonds
with my favorite flowers
pre-chorus
and i'd be smarty, witty, pretty
i'd professional, i'd be so sweety
chorus
But here I am, crying on the floor
i have succeeded nothing in this war
my expectations turned into my dreams
my dreams are failures, they're laying in the bin
verse
thought i'd be the coolest one day
i'd be the ruler, and my greatest way
would be successful, without stress
with no scars or tears, or mental distress
pre-chorus
I would be stable, healthy, fine
i'd feel amazing, life could be divine
bridge (2 times)
i'm normal, but i'm not ok
my panic destroys me, i'm losing the taste
the taste of a bright life, of happiness
I'm ing annoying striving for progress
i'm so a mess
Copyright © Alisa Balaieva | Year Posted 2021
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