There is a reason you are acting this way
Between hope and reality line clear as day
Expectation is the one to truly blame for this
Veiled frustration tells me something is amiss
And wish I could plaster my poker face on
A straight face kept like nothing is wrong
The glaring moon matches my expression
Excuses your only confession
Lips laying lies without missing a beat
Teasing with stories that come up incomplete
Pale skin thinly flushed with the slightest pink
Against transparency of what you think
It is hard not to blow up like a bomb
In the chair I sit upon
And brooding underneath this obvious pout
Head is clogged with fear and doubt
I would have to go out on a limb and say
I've used up too many chances to expect more thrown my way
Heavy hearts breaking and pulling apart
Destined to separate from the start