"Expectations" — Summary

Emy GAngry

What is a Female? What is a Mother?

A female: Tight waist Luscious lips Big hair Big butt your a slut Never enough Never Enough Females are like a cracked mirror A once clear image now with split personality Acting too old being to young Broken skin soiled surface No fine line between the great facade

A mother: Too young Too old Too alone Breast got you pressed Too much Too much mothers are marionettes made to be mutilated Made to get shamed No protection Hide this hide that What ever happened to caring for her baby

Lips smacking Car is hissing Baby is crying What is a female A E-girl A soft girl a VsCo girl A mom a sister a daughter What happened to a female just being Herself?

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Emy G's "Expectations" asks what it means to be a female and a mother, then shows how society answers with contradictions. A woman is told to have the "right" body, but if she shows it she's called a slut. She's "too old" and "too young" at once, never enough. The cracked mirror image fits this well: she's expected to be a single, perfect reflection, but the pressure leaves her fractured.

The second section turns to mothers, who are judged as too young, too old, too alone. The marionette image suggests mothers are controlled by outside hands, shamed for things like breastfeeding, and told to hide everything, while the simple job of caring for a baby gets forgotten.

The speaker sounds frustrated, tired, and a little angry. The short, blunt lines and repeated "Too much" build a feeling of pressure. The ending lists online labels like "E-girl" and "VsCo girl," then lands on a quiet, hopeful question: why can't a female just be herself?

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