Expectations

About a family's expectations for a child

Expectations run high
Everyone wanting me to be
Something else
Not caring about my wishes or feelings

(Chorus)
The bar is set up for me
Way too high
Although I try
It's out of my reach

Always comparing me to others
That are better than me
Telling me, "Why can't you be more like them?"

I just roll my eyes
Bite my tongue until I taste blood
I want to scream
Free myself from this hell

(Chorus)
The bar is set up for me
Way too high
Although I try
It's out of my reach

They don't even know
Anything about me
What I like and dislike
Nothing at all

Painted a perfect little picture
That I must live up too

(Chorus)
The bar is set up for me
Way too high
Although I try
It's out of my reach

And I have no will nor strength
To fight against it