Smashed in between circumstances,
unable to accomplish certain things,
having to make decisions.
Sometimes expectations presses in,
sometimes ugly patches of life squeezes through,
breathing comes difficult.
We were taught not to live up to people’s expectations,
but I guess we cannot help acknowledging honestly that sometimes people’s expectations influence the decisions we make. The acts we take.
When everything keeps piling up on life.
Struggles, deep frightening thoughts, anxieties.
Start stepping aside. Moving away from everyone.
It’s like taking a hammer and smashing them up.
Have we found the joy of eating a cookie one by one?
Have we found the joy of struggling during tough and rough times?
But as always, we tend to think otherwise.
When we really get to know them.
Are we able to keep accepting flaws, weakness?
And build them up?
Regardless. Of what they’re labeled?