Don't say you hadn't been warned

I have high expectations
High high high
This set state of mind
With no room for anything else

Stacked
Jacked
No back up in sight
No preparations made
Despite a nagging feeling

These high expectations
Fashioned out of hope
It burns deep inside the heart of me

So when the time comes
to take a fall
I'm jostled
Startled
Blinking rapidly as the stinging hurts

Cutting me deep

The wound fresh and raw