What Was Expected

As I lay in this hospital bed
Trying to figure out just where I stand
In your busy life
It seems like I just don't fit

Having expectations that run on for days
But yet I lose hope so much
The dream begins to just fade
It hurts like a double edged blade

Acting as if a slave
Latched on by a chain
A chain of wasted dreams
Of what we could be

Now you have started to blend in with everything around me
But day after day I hope it turns out different
So Maybe its me not you
These expectations ruin me

Burying me deeper in this hole
Of confusion, and distrust
All because of the little things
I hope and expect

Make Me Your Home

A few weeks go by and again I see myself falling

But just a couple months ago I was too stubborn and dumb to be the one calling

Calling up all my feelings that I tried to bottle down

Calling up the harsh reality that I had more feelings for you then the girl I already had in this town

But I was scared

Scared to find out that I wasn't the one who you had been searching for

Searching door to door to finally call that place home

I want to be that door you found

But you know I'm torn

I'm torn between the now and then

Torn between whether we should talk or just be friends

Because I know I fall easily

And that's the issue

If I see that I'm not your home

I might suddenly need a tissue

Yes I'm a baby,  I know

I usually hold my guards up
But with you there was always something so different

I have always opened up to you,  always gave u the benefit the doubt

Because I know this time if I am good and stay at this place with No owner

You will soon open my door and see your future home.