Premeditated Murder

I want to beat up expectations
I want to pummel social norms
Drag pressure down an alley and leave all it’s garments torn

Let me bloody my fists
on the idea of success
Tear the checklist of society
that asks where’s the wedding dress?

You amount to nothing
if you can’t make it on your own
I’ll be the first to murder that cruel and shameful tone

Chase the money, big houses, and that 401k
Happiness isn’t enough
Which is what they all say

But I’ll take my knife and stab it through the heart
The idea you’re nothing unless you can start
Start a business, start a job, get that health insurance
Anything to receive the world’s assurance

You matter. You’re something
Keep moving forward
But if you stop, remember:
you’re a coward

Know your dreams while you’re young
Chase them all your life!
Remember to never think twice

Don’t doubt, don’t stumble, don’t be afraid
None of that’s allowed these days

But call me the Ripper
I’ve a knife in my hand
I’ll slice up the pressure
Dice it to sand!

I’ll cut and slash and kill all the thoughts
Of society thinking I’m nothing but lost

I’m not successful
I don’t have a husband
I’m chasing a dream that might amount to nothin’

But its my life. My path
A passion I seek
I don’t care if you think I’m weak

I’ll ignore your doubts
I know there’s a Way
All my dreams will come true someday

So take your expectations
Your pressure and scoffs
And all the ugly rumors you cough

Let them bleed out
Spill their lifeblood all over
I’m done looking over my shoulder

So call me guilty of first degree murder
but I’m done appealing to society’s pressure