Expectations

[lefleur]

Expectations are put on my brittle back,
My back is breaking.
I can't be what you want, I can't be what you expect!
It's broken, could you hear the snap?

Expectations are put on my black heart,
My heart is torn
I would love to make you proud, but I can't.
My heart is bleeding black, can you see the tare?

All the expectations are put on my dying soul,
My back is broken, my heart is torn.
Why is it all you can do is expect me to be everything I’m not.
I'm broken, torn, dying and yet you continue.

Why can't you look and see that I'm dead for your ideals.