Chapter 6: Expectations by beauty🥲

I wanna be free,

I wanna be poetic,

I wanna fly high,

I wanna be majestic.

No longer bound by the things I call home—

I wanna soar,

Fly through the sky,

Move through life,

Just by being me.

Why can't that be?

I wanna make you proud,

But I'm feeling depressed.

I wanna speak,

But society shoots me down.

Its gaze, its words,

Telling me what I should be—

Can I trust it?

I feel bound by all these expectations,

I wanna be a child—carefree,

I don't wanna worry.

I don't wanna go to school,

I don't wanna be a maid,

I don't wanna work,

I don't want to be a burden.

But society won't let me be.