expectations laying on me i need new things to think of friends no longer a subject of we these are me and mine to deal with breaking down metaphysical the physical weighing on my mental expectations cluster around magnify, see the visual bad day mirror talk I canβt even look straight words fog up the headscape steam rises please ventilate too many lines Iβm ahead of time expectations turn the world into a drag race i put petal to the metal yet i look down upon where my feet are placed foot on the break The car crumbles and shakes Expectations destroy me Nothing is achieved until i feel peace yet my head and heart fall in pieces Please expectations no need for this please invest in the perception of freedom where expectations become the preachers Abandonment is scary but it is a solution We are all lost children
i am often unsure about myself, my journey, and an artificial reality. am i an artist