waiting

I`ll die waiting for my life i am incredibly afraid to wait all the way until my death its a sad reality im living i´ve been waiting for way too long i dont think i can do this anymore life runs slow and fast and streches all the way to the past it feels empty now as if everything has passed and still i wait for something to happen yet i dont know what i´ll die waiting for my life im not asking for anything really im just asking for somethting so simple so pathic and so childish but i do cry thinking about what i couldve had maybe i am a grown up jealous child or maybe i am just being myself Often the whispers of regular people visit my noisy ears and i find myself fighting the urge to yell how good their live is comapred to mine i want to feel like i have the right to cry and want to die that way i never imrpove anything i stay still as a rock in a river Life is slipping away and yet i dont even turn my head to glance at it for the last time To me its a hopless case that neither you or I can save Im a hypocrite beacuse i do cry thinking about how I´ll die waiting for my life