Reality

Difference between reality and expectations is huge Expectations are hard to judge Life always begin with a huge cycle of friends Lovers, friends, family, mentors and teachers But when you expect the cycle to grow bigger instead it breaks well it's hard keeping balance with reality Sometimes I wonder like a ghost in a haunted house Why does everything have to end My heart and soul are eager to know why is there eternity if nothing is eternity Maybe the rage boiling within me is the one that breaks All the guilt building within awakes every chapter of insomnia or Should I preserve?