What Humanity Expects Me to Be
I’m not an angel, not even close,
I’m not perfect, not even when forced.
But this is what humanity expects me to be.

A few achievements, here and there-
Not an overachiever, not so rare.
But this is what humanity expects me to be.

“Don’t worry, she can do it”
But I can’t and I can prove it.
But this is what humanity expects me to be.

I cant seem to get things right,
Though I try to accomplish it, with all my might.
But this is what humanity expects me to be.

A responsible person, with a head on her shoulder,
Is not what I’ll be, even if I grow older.
Then why does humanity expect this of me?

A New Day

Today, a new day,
I take my first step,
The world I must enter;
But what waits for me?
Good or Bad? Happy or Sad?
I haven’t a clue..

An obstacle in this new day,
Meeting new people and old.
Some you like, and some,
Well.. you don’t.
Some take you as a friend,
Some may take you as a foe.
But whatever the case is,
You will always know..

Disappointments

Disappointments
This pain, sorrow and fear I have felt,
These shocks, tides and tears I’ve shed,
But they never last forever; never.
I have felt the darkness break upon me,
“I have never felt so down in my life.”
This I thought, an offshoot of disappointments.

You long, dream and hope for all things good,
“But receiving, getting and enjoying only some”,
Is a rule in life everyone learns the hard way.
There is never a person, who doesn’t cry,
There is never a person without disappointments,
But life is a risk, all can risk just dreaming..