No more waiting for something great

All my life has just been me sitting around waiting for something great.
But now, of all times, I realized I can't wait for fate.
And I'm the only one who can make me great.
Still I worry that they will hate. 
but I can't sit still in this awful state.
Now my life is me repeatedly failing to do something great.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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