its so painful,
when you meet your own expectations for yourself,
but not meeting the expectations of others.
its like screaming joy inside of you,
but yet screaming faults at you from others.
its so hurtful,
to get awkward silences when you told them something
that you did that you were actually proud of.
its like scoring a goal for your country, and they asked
but when didn't you scored another.
well, its just me, forever alone, in my own world,
with you, you and you, trying to penetrate into mine,
controlling and telling me what to do with my life.
i'm always alone, what have you done to help me.
