An Ocean Unchained (Expectations)

A promise is a promise, the notion’s unchanged

The motive of motion is an ocean unchained

Expectations of life is a supposition I’ve blamed

For fate is a design that is forever unexplained

Is my potential the key or is life as random as chance?

Does hope keep me moving or is it an illusion of trance?

A prospect in life, but nothing is promised

Expectations are empty, makes it hard to be honest

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