it's a truth we hate, but don't have choice,
we have to accept it regardless, that's our fate,
we resigned to, guess since we first were here,
to the land, planet and so universe of expectations,
"expectations", a will and belief, but on ourself,
expectations that can never be met,
expectations that you only want to bet,
expectations that only go further, Away,
while it isn't wrong to have one,
but sure is last time we wished,
to smile back, to show affection,
to enjoy our being, to celebrate the moment,
and when you own one,
there's gluttony of misery,
of greed and jealousy, that breeds,
like a parasite it feeds,
and hence, was a decision made,
consciously attempting an effort,
to search a land of no expectations,
not with expectation, but uncertain hope.
