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What They Expect.


Everyone expects me

to be better,

to be amazing.

They expect me to know what it is I want in life

and to make the right decisions.

They expect me to know all the answers to every question im asked. 

They expect so much.

They think I plan my future and

what my life is going to be like when im older. 

but how can I plan for something that is out of my control.

How can I plan for the unexpected. 

Im lost. 

They might think I have it all figured out. 

but let me fill you in on a little secret. 

I am lost as much as any other person.

I pretend that I know what im doing.

I pretend that I have it all figured out. 

I pretend. which is why they expect so much.

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