There is this little thing
Called expectations
No one really thinks about
Them too hard
They are woven into the fabric
Of our hearts
Family, culture, perceptions
Experiences all play a part
The worst thing is
How easily they can crush
The hope inside
That you are more than enough
The little girl on the playground
Expecting friends and acceptance
For the beautiful princess she is
Discovering she is not included
In the ranks of those who made it
Slowly but surely her expectations change
Till she expects to be rejected
Expects to fail
The young woman gets married
She hates to dissapoint
Her fear of failing his expectations
Failing her own expectations
Enough to drive her into hiding
When will they let her go
Their strangle hold
So she can soar high and free
No expectations to bind her heart
Or could she live up to
Only one expectation
The one that whispers
Your more than enough
Your worth is not found
In meeting expectations