High SAT scores: √
Academic scholarship to
   an ivy league school: √
Top-of-the-class graduation: √
Job: √
Wife: √ √
Dog: √
Tasteful Victorian in the 'burbs: √
Kids: √
Adventure, sense of purpose, happiness:  . . .

I don't know about you
but I always find it satisfying
to always expect less
and hope for more...

Existence does not withhold It’s Will for ‘supposed to‘s.

They say to work hard,
So you don’t end up poor.

They say study hard,
So you end up with a bright future.

They say to reach for the stars,
So that our lives don't fall apart.

But why do they say such things?
Do they think I’m able to do as they say?

Yes the future may be mine,
And even with all this time.

Haven’t you seen?
That it's not as easy as it seems?

In your anger
you opened your heart.
I saw the picture
you painted of me.
What baseness!
Only recognizable point
is the fullness
of my lips that look
freshly invaded.

Some things never
change, though feelings do.

Feelings change.
Every lub-dub that
disturbs the surface
Shrieks at me - you liar!
You two-faced *****,
Begone! Even Eros dare not
let you be loved again.

A tear or two wash down
the wounds fresh on flesh
Surfacing charred waste
of what you once cherished in me.

Forever
Forever we live based on expectations
Forever we die by expectations
Forever we experience emotions surrounded by expectations
Forever

For ever how long souls exist
For ever how long our hearts persist
For ever how long our minds weave
For ever how long those who exist believe
Life will go on
But we cannot be limited by the hands that hold us back
For the hands can only hold so much of you back

The expectations in my head
overgrown and make a mess
the idea it has been spread
to let go gives me distress
why do I set the bar so high
to myself I tell this big lie
reality can not compete
it leaves me feeling bittersweet