Waiting for the day that all the troubles are gone
They are not just forgotten for a minute
Waiting for the day when happy just is,
Where happy is an emoting not just a word,
Happy doesn’t have to be forced.
Waiting for the day when sleeping isn’t the best place to be,
When waking up is better than dreaming,
No dreams are better than life it self.
Will there be enough time,
Time to spend waiting for the time to wait for dreams to be true,
Time that seems it will never come.
Every thing comes to an end
So when will waiting come to and end?