Expectations hurt, not because of what we expected didn't happen but because they are meant to hurt.
While tossing a coin there are only two outcomes and every time we expect a head it won't happen. We will be hurt by our illogical expectations. We are smart enough to figure out that a head on every occurrence is not possible but when it comes to life we often forget that. Unlike a coin, our lives can have thousands of outcomes. Being fixated on one is a straight way to disappointment. Good things are often spoiled by tying them to results.
I love singing and I am bad at it. But the question is do I really need to be good at it? Nope! I love it and that is all that needs to make sense. Why bother to expect something great out of it? Why put the burden of being good at it? Our assumed outcome isn't the only best outcome. Appearances are deceptive and so can the situation of our lives. It might not feel right in the current moment but a time will come when it will all click. So till then live life, don't let your expectations kill the moment and be you!-
Calling it a mistake would be a mistake
I know it was a blunder
In my favour, I could only say I was a little younger
It didn't happen by chance but was something I chose at that point in time
With all the little experiences sadly that was the only way that I did find
And trust me if given a chance to fight myself in a court case
The me against me would win without a smiling face
I have all the facts ready to prove me wrong in ways one-o-one (101)
Could things have been different? Surely.
Did I find any other way? None.
I know I was wrong at so many levels
Now I am trying to bring the water up adding pebble after pebble
Little do I know that there is no more water left to be brought up
No matter how many pebbles I add to the pot, I am never going to see the water rise above
A part of me believes I need to face the consequences of my actions
Do I really not deserve another chance
the other part is screaming with no compassion
Can't there be a miracle
Can't it just rain one more time
I would collect every drop of it and be truly alive-
And in that moment I found myself crossing the bridge that was burning from the other end...
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Wouldn't it be so great to know the other side of the story
Their perspective, the first thought that crossed their mind, wouldn't it be full of glory
Maybe we could just live in their head for an hour or two
We might get our answers, we might get something new
Because sometimes the most important things are left unsaid
Thinking that they won't create much difference
In reality, they would have brought a person back from the dead
Sometimes the unsaid words are the words that desperately want to come out
Fear is guarding the door, they couldn't sneak out
What if someone would have broken that door
Words would be finally free and in the place where they would be adored
Thoughts with zero filters
She could express herself, he could have accepted he missed her
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Everyone is on a different path, nobody's life is same
Things might be normal for many that makes you go insane
You might be stuck in a loop with no end
You think the only way out for you is to pretend
You choose to shutdown the emotions and run away from your feelings
Ironically they are within you
You can't just unsee it
The harder you try, easier they'll catch
You think you are a good runner? they are a match
So feel every bit of emotion, just let yourself be free
Because sometimes ignorance is not the key
Don't let the weak moments change you
Feel it, let it go and be you.-
It was great to be sick at home
To receive all the love and care
Now when you are away, it's no less than a nightmare
It was fun to be independent in the beginning
But now all you do is miss your home
Biggest part of you is missing
Those exciting video calls are now a thing that you try to avoid
There are people still no one can fill the void
Voice calls can easily be faked
But video calls are too hard to pretend
Pretending to be okay
Pretending to be strong
Pretending not to miss them at all
When you are thousand miles away from home
Even the slightest of things hits you like never before
If someone was maintaining the scores, then yup here the devil scored..
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When there were messages left unseen
She waited for his replies
Was she thinking too much
Or it was him where the reason lied
Want the ticks to turn blue
Turning into a person, she didn't want to
When she found reasons to meet him
He had excuses for not
Sometimes she thought maybe she was asking a lot.-
I know you love me but I wanna feel it too
You said you'll always be there for me
But when I tried reaching out
Why couldn't I see you
Tried convincing myself to have zero expectations after what I did
But then again is it too much to expect a few phone calls from you...-
To love or to be loved
To love someone is freedom
To be loved can sometimes be a burden
When you know, you aren't ready
and the best person crosses by
Giving you the love
You know you don't deserve
Letting the person go is something that you are gonna regret
But what about the guilt when you can't reciprocate
Confusion,
emotions that you can't explain
A bond that was strong is now a frail chain
You know you are the one toxic in the relation
giving mixed signals
Being selfish for the love received
And guilty for all the unclarity
When people around constantly remind you
how perfect your life could have been
and how you are losing it all
But then you start questioning your own individuality
Deep down you know you are not the one for them
and can't offer the love they deserve
Making yourself the villain of your perfect story-