When you look in my eyes. What do you see?
A girl with a dream?
A girl who get's all A's?
Or a girl that's...Me.
You have this expectation and these assumptions about me
But are they real?
Are they true?
Probably not
You have these high expectations that I might never be able to reach
These expectations that maybe I don't want to meet
You're stuck in the mind frame of what YOU want for Me
But have you ever stopped and thought about what I might want?
Probably not
Why can't you just let me make my own road and let me take the paths i want to take, that paths I chose to take?
When are you going to realize that I'm growing up?
You hold me on a pedestal that makes me uneasy and stressed
Why can't you see? Everyone else can.
Your pedestal holds me up so high, so close to the sun that I might just burn
I want to tell you that I'm getting to close and I have
But you don't listen-really
I tell you to lower your expectation and you don't
When are you going to realize that it's to high
Something I cannot reach
That you might try and hold me up so high that I'll just fall
I don't ask much
Just one thing
Please just take me off your pedestal