Waiting

I sit here waiting each day, for that one thing. The one thing, the something, the anything. Just something that will come and change my life, change the world, make things perfect. Who am I kidding myself? Nothings going to come along and make things perfect, Nobody is going to come along and change everything, change me, for the better. I guess I am who I am and I have to accept that, they (whoever they are) need to accept that. I am not going to be changed. I wait, for those first time experiences. The first love, the first high, the first sickness after acting out. Why wait? Why have the expectation of anything, if you have expectations, things turn out bad or unable to be done, at least that's how I see it. If you expect your true love to come along than it is less likely to happen because when your not looking he may just come sweep you off your feet. You set expectations each day that might as well seem pointless. I do not see the reason why we have them when in the end we are disappointed because the expectations in our head just happen to be way larger than anything likely to actually happen. So just live life don't expect, things may surprise you.