Here are the expectations.
You all won't be held accountable to them.
Just you.
Because the rules of the game will changed midway.
Sorry, just the nature of the beast.

You will fail and so will they.
We will tell you, "we aren't keeping score."
Nothing could be further from the truth.
Oh, you started from behind anyways.
Good luck catching up.

Head down, nose to the grindstone, you'll plow on.
Goal, success. Goal, success. Goal, success.
Little praise. Fewer questions.
You can measure their interest.
It doesn't exist.

You are a disappointed son.
You've worked so hard to be anything less than disappointing.
Then you realize who you did this for.
It was never meant for them.
Cause they wouldn't understand.