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Future

I was always told to expect you, you always showed up sometimes I desire your presence sometimes I don't sometimes you bring me joy sometimes pain You work with time I never seem to understand when I think am slow to achieve you just nod no, no, as you come at the end you proof me wrong time is always ripe and right you'd say to me When the world think and say I've lost it and write me off you just sit aside and laugh at them I would sit cry and mope around because I don't understand and can't see beyond now you always whisper in the wind saying to those who care to listen wait, for she is coming soon wait fro time you'd always say wait for me because they'll never understand they are now, I am later they are first, I am last first is good but last is best patience my dear, wait for me for I am the future no one see's, no one expects , no one ever understands, no one should ever underestimate I may tarry but it's certain, I will show up, for I am the future

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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