EXPECTATIONS

I have this kind of Expectation It bothers me a lot in different situation In one corner, I expect to come Unending noise but silence then begun Just as I turn around, expect to see The person I love, frustration came over me Well, I ran as fast as I can to nowhere Holding somebody’s hand till I quiver I brush my tears as it fall down from my face And never look back till I’ve conquered my fears on the right place. 2004 Ivy Jane Jordan