Anticipation is failure, Disguised by promise and hope. And as children we anticipate Charmed love, careers; something to note.
As you grow older, Anticipation is disappointment, As your sports team looses, the book is better than the movie and you aren’t the one he chooses.
Then we often begin To anticipate the worst, Understanding that despite what they say, No one can give us the world.
The only things we can anticipate Are life and death, And everything in between is anyone’s guess Did I anticipate That I would squander my success? Did I anticipate that I would be Fixated on being depressed?
When I was young I thought I’d be a lawyer, As I grew older I thought I might be a reporter Now I anticipate A less admirable fate, Instead of rushing to work I anticipate my dealer will be late.