Expectations

Something we are expected to fulfill from the minute we open our eyes

it's that perfect plan of a perfect life for a perfect person

but I'm not perfect

so i'm useless

we're expected to act a certain way

to be a certain way

to live a certain way

people asked me why I'm so depressed

or so anxious ,or what's so bothering

it's standards

expectations,

it's what everyone wants me to do

it's frustrating

it's confusing

it's agitating

it's scary

I'm told to change the world

to make a difference

but I'm expected to act, just like others

so I'm sorry

I can't be what I mean

Because what's me ...

is taken away from me :(