#expectations poems on Hello Poetry

Malia Dec 2019

The Rantings of a Broken and Angsty Teenager

Expectations leads to disappointment
You said, “You could’ve done better.”
I know.
But you must know:
I can’t be everything you want.
I make mistakes too.
I hate how your expectations change
From person to person.
I just plain hate your expectations.
YOU NEVER GIVE ME A BREAK.
You give the breaks to my sister.
Why can’t I,
Just for once,
Be the one whose mistakes
Are okay.
The one
Who is proficient
Enough for you.
But you dwell on my errors.
YOU START YELLING.
You say I’m not trying hard enough.
Why should I?
I’LL NEVER MAKE YOU HAPPY ANYWAY.

Welp

#broken #expectations #please #why #dont #you #just #accept #me

Robby Dec 2019

Grown Cold

My life is not what I wanted
Unmet expectations
Needs unfulfilled
My heart has grown cold

I need you to thaw this ice
Let the sun shine on my face
Warm my being
Before I destroy myself

#pain #disappointment #hurt #unmet #change #expectations #life #fulfillment

Iz Dec 2019

Things I’m not supposed to tell strangers

I’m 15
I lie more then periodically
I hate my family
I don’t care
if your great grandma is also Swedish
I like attention
Every time I swim I scream
underwater til my throat gets raw
I wanted to die before
I learned what *** was
It’s easier to starve myself than love myself
I think I could be pretty
I wonder what it’s like to trust someone enough to let them hold you
I want to let someone hold me
I’m afraid of my mind most nights
I want to go to college but
I am scared
of leaving high school
My parents expectations are the only thing preventing me from dying
I’ve been to a psych ward
and mistook it for home
I miss when my family used to have harmony
I think I’m underwater
Since it feels like no one can hear me
I miss when lies were only about sneaking an extra mint
I want to live but anxiety fogs my future
I don’t want to be 15
I’m sorry for saying what I mean

I’m tired of hiding my truth

#me #truth #lies #perfection #expectations #family #harmony #missing #longing #teenager

دema flutter Dec 2019

let it bee~

do not wait for the flower to bloom,
because when Spring comes around,
the flower will be too shy.

#flower #bloom #expectations #patience #spring #love #judgement #shy #wait

james Dec 2019

medallion man

the medals on my chest weigh heavy
they drag me down
gold is hard to carry
when the glimmer gets old

trophy series-1

#gold #failure #expectations #short

Ksh Nov 2019

'Berry

I once bought a box of fresh strawberries
from the market
I've hated strawberries all my life,
but not because of how they tasted,
how they smelled,
or how they looked.
To be honest, I've never really eaten
a strawberry before;
but I just knew I'd hate it.
People think that it was just because
I was a picky eater;
that I wasn't up for trying new things.
I hated strawberries because
people thought all girls were supposed
to like them -- their taste, their scent.
All sweet and innocent and pure and nice.
I hated how they expected me to be
confined in a pink, dainty box,
expected me to like or smell like
fresh fruits and honey,
all sugary and giggly.
So I bought a box of fresh strawberries,
put one in my mouth,
and the rest in the bin.
I still hate strawberries,
but for more reasons now.

#strawberries #expectations #social #society #freeform #random #stream #strawberry #fruit #femininity

else Nov 2019

Breathe

Trust me, I'm not insomniac.
Sleep is gold, but only a layman's dream
The night is the only time I can flee, be free,
Alive.
I can do what I love, not what you want me to.
Can't you just let me
Breathe?

What do you wish? What do you want?
I'm not your genie in a bottle,
I'm tired of playing as your Barbie doll,
I'm telling you– I need space, a place to
Breathe.

Just who are my tears and sweat for?
Who will gain the best at the very end?
A bright future? For whom? For me or...
For you?
Not me, it's not me.
You're choking me, constricting me.
Why don't you let me
Breathe?

I'm tired of others' expectations. I'm suffocating.

#breathe #space #expectations #burden #sleep #family #school #life

Jayda Smith Nov 2019

Expectations

My expectations of you
Were for you to love me.
Genuinely. Unconditionally.
They were for you to protect me;
Instead you just overlooked me.
You ignored the signs.
You created your own reality.
Choosing to see what you wanted
Discarding the feelings unwanted.
You didn’t choose to be the saint.
Like you so desperately aspire to be.
You chose to be the sinner.
You chose to lie.
Manipulate,
Hate,
Hurt.

You started the generational discourse.
You were expected to teach love.
Instead you drilled hate,
Jealousy and strife.
Amid your own.
You’re the deceiver.
The devil.
The evil.
You aren’t my expectations.
You are my despair.

#expectations #cestfaux #poetry #hurt #feelings

Empire Nov 2019

salvation

i don't wanna hear it
i want to fall
i want to lose whatever made me human
whatever created this
i want it gone
i'll abolish it
exterminate myself
i don't want to be saved
no... no don't weep, darling
i can't feel a thing
i want this
to just... slip
right out of grace
let go of life
let go of your detestable expectations
remember those?
you thought they'd make me better
make me good
but they broke me
do you understand?
i am broken
you did this
you broke me
and because i know you need it
to ease your nagging guilt
i don't want it

i don't want to be saved

just trying to feel something

#depression #expectations #human #self #fall #broken #save #salvation

TMReed Nov 2019

Initial Here

Initial here.
Pen your name
as they did,
as I did.

Now, sit still
and stay quiet.
Focus on a point
if it helps,
hands buried
in your lap,
legs crossed
at your ankles,
mouth sewn
across your lips.
Let the plaster
steal your skin.

Shhh.
Don’t breathe
so loud.
Inside voices please.
Play by the rules.
Can’t you see
where we are?
Our garden of statues
deceives you.
Our garden of statues
has open ears.

Despite me, you speak,
you laugh, you sing
and pierce their stony skin
They hear you.
Everyone hears you.
Our garden of statues
slips away.

Screams smash
their balled fists
against their teeth,
against my teeth,
in our toxic wasteland.
Are you happy?
You’ve ruined it.
You’ve ruined me.

Now I hide my face
Cowering from thoughts
I pretend to know
And muttered curses
I pretend to hear
Why oh why
couldn’t you
stay your tongue?

We were happier in silence.

#silence #socialcontract #public #noise #expectations