Told me be free but your expectations took a hold of me.

How can I be free?
You’ve dreamed of a moment I never wanted to achieve
How can I be free?
You’ve laughed in the times I asked you to believe
How can I be free?
They told me to think I could live without that piece of paper was to be naive

How can I be free. I’m a slave to others expectations and ideals, their hold on me lacks limits

A slave. A Prisoner. This is what it seemed like their words turned me into; and those very words were coming from all the people I loved the most. This shoot hit quite close to home. It pained me knowing that all they ever wanted was the best for me, but while chasing the finish line they created, I was never at my best. so why continue chasing? Because without that piece of paper I felt useless, unwanted, and even like I was less than human. I came to believe that I was worthless until I’ve made their dream come true, or a disappointment if I was to fail to achieve. I became chained. Held by your love for me and trust in my abilities, but the hold became tighter and tighter. I came to despise that loving embrace. I was at the top of my class with a heart’s satisfaction that was reaching the bottom. I knew I didn’t want these chains and shackles on me forever, so I became the disappointment. Now as I begin my journey at the bottom of my field my hearts satisfaction has never been so close to the top

I don’t know what it is that created your chains, or how it is they appeared, but what made me break free was realizing you can never please everyone so why not choose to please yourself. Probably way easier said than done, right? Probably 100 obstacles blocking you from changing directions, right? Of course; the hold these things have on you lack limits, but your retaliation also holds no limits. I don’t have the all in one solution for you but I know the treasure was never found without at least taking the risk of searching for it.

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Greetings from the both of me