I knew this would happen,
All my fears came true,
I'm not afraid to love,
My fear of love, is you.

mga inaasahan at
ang katotohanang
palaging iniiwasan

And I try so hard and I never exceed

your expectations that plague me

I cannot see,

In front of me

Your judgment clouds my vision.

And now I can't make decisions.

Anxiety sets the tone,

Of how I'm all alone.

I'm afraid of failure.

I just wish I was someone greater,

Than me.

I'm sure everybody would agree.

Every end makes a way to start with something new
Every new start promises something different,
something new,
yet something very much interesting raising the level of expectations with regards to what was set as prior.
Also otherwise expectations have always remained a part of life that has always got good,
if not great results,
despite the different inputs and many different outcomes,
which have been dealt with and faced from time to time,
since prior.

My back is straight
when the marked test lands in front of me;
I got an A.
-obviously-

Addy always gets an A
She’s so perfect.
How does she do it?

I’ll answer that question.
She eats the words
‘you’re so ****’
every morning, just before running to school.

Then, at dinner
She is rewarded
with a bruise.
One for every day of the week.

My face is perfectly straight
When the marked test lands in front of me.
One mark off.
-I got a Well done-*

She basically does everything right.
I bet her family is real proud.
She must get some real respect.*

Yeah, real proud.
Which was why,
Her parents had an argument.
Her mum had chosen the tuition.
So her dad screamed did his voice was bare.
That it was mum’s and Addy’s fault she ‘failed’ that test.
It was their fault that they didn’t care

So if I was to teach a lesson
I beg for you to not compare
The perfectionism of a girl so bright
You don’t know what happens to her; you don’t know what happens out there

When the only snow you see in December is in your snow globe
When the only Christmas spirit is alcohol
When you've filled up on too much on Christmas food
and the super market cashier is being rude
When your turkey won't cook
and kids and toys are making too much noise
and the adult boys are out for the count after eating
and your so tired you feel like you've taken a beating
when Christmas telly is all repeats
and you are the only person in the street without decorations
and you are left alone to make preparations for the big day.
When you've got a stinking man flue cold that won't go away
and the smell of cold Brussel sprouts is like mould
and you've been told that this Christmas hasn't met expectations
and the box of chocolate sensations has all gone
Remember it's one day and it'll all too soon be over.

We live by the words "be perfect don't fail"
About us we should see what that reveals
We obsess over numbers on a scale
Expectations are set by these ideals

When did portion sizes become so small
It's hard to think of but needs to be said
Put my health first vs. do I care at all
A constant battle inside of my head

Strength and will-power silence the voices
My body shaming can finally stop
Pushing myself to make the right choices
In this battle I will come out on top

Because the exact moment I give in
I'm choosing to let society win