Sitting, Waiting
I sit and wonder,
wonder why I sit.
Why am I unmoving
champing at my bit?
But still I stay.
always away.
Im waiting for a reason
to get out of it,
but here I remain,
sitting still,
still here I sit.
I want to get up and go for it,
My chair is getting sore
Maybe tomorrow a reason will come
And I will need more,
But here I am, sitting still
I guess I wont explore.
Someone pushed me off my chair,
is there a reason for it?
Yes, I need to go for it,
but let me stay a while.
until
I wont be still.
I want to go for it!
But until then
here I remain
I sit.
Still,
waiting.
Copyright © Liz Mckenzie | Year Posted 2007
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