Escape Expectations

I'm not perfect

never was

but I'm real

My life

has never been perfect

but I'm alive

I've cried

tears of suffering

not true suffering

but similar

And I've cried

tears of joy

an imagined heaven

I've lived for years

decades

constantly wondering

questioning

this world

usually playing along

sometimes not

I have expectations

live by them

yet I never feel more free

than when I let them go