11.01.2010

Expectations
higher than my own.

Impressing everyone,
always,
only makes me alone.

As if
staying sane
is overlooked.

One day I will flex
my obicularis oculi
when I speak.

Not tomorrow,
Not the next.

When I fail,
and accept.
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3 comments:

  1. Poets UnitedNovember 2, 2010 at 8:01 AM

    Expectations of others is never quite enough to fill your own soul. Its the power to overcome and do for you that is filling. Lovely piece. Thank you for sharing.

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  2. poetic dust in the darkNovember 3, 2010 at 3:56 AM

    Thank you! and Thank you for following :D

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  3. Amit HerlekarJanuary 15, 2012 at 8:42 AM

    Nice work!

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