I'm nothing that's expected.
I expect nothing,
Trust no one,
Hide everything,
And all for what cause?
To hide my true feelings,
For someone who will never love me,
Yet he said I wasn't ugly.
~.~
How can I show him something,
I haven't even grasped?
How can I love him,
If love leads to betrayal?
How can I tell him,
If fear laces each word I speak?
Grasping me by my cheek.
~.~
It's nothing that's expected.
But I expected nothing.
I hide from everyone.
How could he love me,
If love doesn't exist?
Chasing a false god,
Is some sort or a miss
~.~
Am I wrong?
Maybe what's expected,
Is everything that's not.
I'm nothing that's expected,
Not even close.
