What is a happy medium?
I don't see any "happy" here.
When all wishes are compromised,
Eventually they disappear.
Remember when their expectations
Didn't cause all these complications?
Back in the day when admiration
Was simple as appreciation.
We barely had to try.
When did things go awry?
I can't make everyone happy.
And that includes myself as well.
Can't do everything perfectly
Trying such would be my death knell.
Remember when our expectations
Didn't cause all these complications?
Back in the day when hearts' affections
Were simple as our toy collections.
Who cared if we were strange,
When did everything change?
We may feel like we're on trial,
Unfair - the prosecution lied.
The whole courthouse is watching us
Waiting for the jury to decide.
Remember when your expectations
Didn't cause all these complications?
Back in the day when our elation
Was as simple as inane flirtation.
Why do we have to try?
When did things go awry?