Supposed To

Someone else, anyone else, but the person that's there.
Universality expected, expectations that I can't bear.
Positive I won't amount,
Percents are what count,
Over everything,
Somehow I'm still waiting.
Enduring people's thoughts,
Determined to become a lot.

Through everything you shaped me,
Overruled by who you wanted me to be.

by Samantha Morgan

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