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Waiting For Things To Unfold

Waiting the hardest lesson to learn Waiting for others to move into their place Waiting for the right time to do, to be Waiting when there is nothing else one can do. Waiting gives me a flat line Waiting is like having this huge weight on top of me Holding me down, holding everything down Almost like the hands on the clock have stopped altogether yet time moves on Sometimes I wonder if this waiting will ever stop It scares me to think that it may not Wondering if I will be waiting forever for something that will never be Wondering if what I thought was, was not what I thought , Oh my Some things are worth finding out If I move on and leave behind what I thought might be I will always wonder if I missed out on what should have been So I must wait, it is a trial, it is a test of my endurance.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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