I had expectations of you, without knowing why
I craved from you an understanding of self
Myself
An understanding by which I need not speak a word
And you would move,
I put so much hope in you, so much faith
Naivety over took me,
Consuming all remnants of rational thoughts
Foolishly I believed that if I raised the pedestal
If I placed you upon it, you’d live up to my expectations
I see my folly, I see my mistake
Placing upon you a weight you could not carry
Requiring what you could not give.
Yet, I’m yet to decide whether I expected to much
Or that you simply weren’t worthy
