Whining of a Much-Is-Expected

I can’t decipher what’s going on right now
Sometimes its ok, sometimes it not.
Am I too caught up in my everyday routines?
Am I not following the rules?
What are the rules in the first place?
Should I be pleasing other people?
Shouldn’t I be following what I want?
Is there any end to the expectations of everyone?
Why is there always something great to be accomplished?
Is there never end to the filling up of the glass?
Regardless if its half-full or half-empty?

Can’t I just live at the moment and not think of the future for a second?
Why can’t they just let go and let me be?
I can’t figure out what they want from me.
What is it, really?
Is there really something that I’m missing?
Something about what they call living?