where am i supposed to go?
what life would you have chosen for me?
when you saw me first,
all skin and fear,
screaming my way into a world
that would fight me tooth and nail.
do i live up to your expectations?
each day i grow further away from that baby,
the possibilities that once laid before me
change and dwindle,
pause and rise like the tide.
i never stay still for too long for there is too much for me to grasp.
do i live up to your expectations?
i hope you're proud of me.
