Expectations
Expectations... "These are our expectations"
That's all I ever hear!
Always telling me how to look
How to Eat
How to believe.
But I don't follow your rules
With all I do
I do for my sisters
They won't fall in the hands of society.
See I came from a drug user
Who tried to kill himself
I came from a single mother
Who worked two jobs
I came from a destroyed motherland
Who has no future.
With all, I have seen
The discrimination and hatred
I have not seen change
I don't care what you have to say
Grab your expectations and I'll see you to the door.
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