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