Thoughts
He says he's thinking
about what, i don't know
but my wonder ain't shrinking
Soon he'll tell me though
My patience is little
it's already snapped
his mind still like a riddle
But at least on the door i have tapped
waiting and waiting
just a little bit more
his thought he will be stating
i still don't know what in store
tick tock tick tock
click click click
there goes the clock
the seconds will slowly slip
yet still here i stand
my wonder ain't shrinking
i fiddle with my hands
As away he is thinking
wrote this in school, while i was waiting for my friend to talk to me next block.
Copyright © Jen H. | Year Posted 2009
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