Cunters to Perfection Aka Expctations
A very good friend of mine decided to write stories in her own blog. But as I was reading it, There were two stories that I knew I could counter because of my own life experiences (Menaing in my short 14 years of life). But For now I only wrote one.
ExpectationsCan't seem to find in my brain,
Those memories of my yesterday.
My head is spinning,
with a major headache.
I've been thinking too hard lately,
Plus the Parent-Forced studying I have to make.
Can't they see,
I'm not the genius they want me to be...
I can't swim like a pro can, I have no photographic memory, I have no idea what the elements are, and I'm not graceful in any sense.
It doesn't mean I can drive, if I can name and define every object in a car.
It doesn't mean that I'm okay, when I'm not.
My self esteem is below zero, I cry myself to sleep.
Never before I wanted to reproach, but never did think suicide is the best thing.
I know I'll be missed, I know that I will be mourned over. But I would mourn over me every night.
I always went straight, my morals the best.
In my class the only one with sense.
My beliefs are straight, I know I'm on the right path.
But why do I feel so sick?
The faked faces, my made-up lies, my untrue wishes, and those hollow hypocrite smiles.
Can't you see through?
I'm not who you thought to be.
You think I'm smart, you think I'm pretty
You think I'm the best, you think you understand.
You think I can help you, you think I can be your kleenex everyday.
You think I'll be here today for you to..
Insult, talk to, fake to, lie to, smile, to forwn to, and even joke with.
You think I'll be here to tear myself down, and cry myself to sleeb everynight, without you noticing.
Because every day, I wait for the sun to rise, and wait...
Till your expectations are not the same.
And then maybe tomorrow I'll write the Counters to Life Part II: Life=Everything you never wanted..
Current Mood:
pensiveCurrent Music: Um.. Nothing really, I'm just in a writing mood. Hehe