I try my best, but I'm falling
Pictures and all that mess
A spinning head
Fake smiles and skin
Starts to get old after a lifetime of expectations
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A.N. (
Offline) - Published: September 11th, 2026 09:35
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Ah a poem of expectations but are they from others or self is the question. Nicely written where despair takes hold over time. Well done
Thank you
You are very welcome A.N.
well said
Thank you!
A really relatable take on the exhaustion of expectations.
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You are welcome.
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