Meeting My Own Expectations

Dripping in sweat from the earthly threat of succeeding… meeting my own expectations… trials and tribulation… adversities and struggle… smuggling past the gates of sweet prevail… moving on waves… sails… boats past as a I stay afloat this rail… road to the future… as I muster up the courage to go to the next step… tripping along bumps of fails… but I continue to succeed… meeting my own expectation…

… Fresh and new, but not true to you I become me! 18 and full of glee…. Happy… not trepanned by uncouth hatred… cuz to know me is to love me… isn’t that how the saying goes to show meeting my own expectation … becomes more than succeeding… by all means

Please don’t try and please me… and tease me with the intentions of caring…if you didn’t in the first place… chasing after someone else’s authority… listening to those that lay flat and take there destiny… resting next to the devils knee’s… I am heavenly… shivering from the baptism of succession…. Flustered by the unseen mean gleam that many people seem to cheese with … grins and sins… in this town… when meeting my own expectation… mean for me… the gluts, gleam, and the glory…

Furnishing punishment plenty… revision of another dream seem to be needed… now my expectations are met I rest in seem less… and run on determination ness… past my own expectation I confess… Messing with what those others said at one point… less… now you’re just a straight mess… when I’m a curve a tress… now meeting my own expectation…