Expectations

I can't expect anyone to help me with this one, 

This is all me.

You never prepared me for what i would be.

I use to say i needed you that was before  i discovered you were never there,

I don't need hand-outs or even so much as a care.

I can't expect you to walk me to my next stage,

Or open my book and turn a page.

The way i live my life was all transformed from rage,

To free my soul from a battered cage.

If my heart could have the liberty to epitomize my devastation,

The release would be my vaccination.

The testimony could free a nation,

To shed some light on the situation.

My expectation should have always been about myself,

When all is gone there's no one left.

At least i won't be abandoned in tears,

Leading a regretful life of fears.