Great expectations

Broken to pieces Shattered in the ground
My expectations of reality Falling short and behind
On a fairytale life I have led my false hopes up
Never stops this brain
Too stupid to internalize that what’s outside isn’t what’s inside
So yearning of superficiality of the engagement ring the wedding the abs that I am missing my life
Some would argue that healers have the best job But people forget that healers are people too with feeling and emotions Healers make mistakes.
Caught in a world I can’t be myself
Trying to fit into a world that isn’t me
So in my head that I can’t see out
So engrossed in my thoughts I can’t get out
Sleep is near and dear and it’s womb provides reprieve I shall wake up tomorrow and fight these battles another day