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.