Waiting Poem by Melissa Ferrer
Waiting
Standing at the window
Watching
Looking in on my life
Waiting
For something to happen
For something to be
Something unexpected, Eventually.
Then you walk in and I see once more
That maybe my life wasnt always such a bore,
That all my life maybe I wasn't Depressed.
Maybe I wasnt always such a mess.
So I sit there waiting....
For you to be mean
For you to be obscene
But as I said before
Maybe I wasnt so unhappy
Maybe once I was just me.
Watching, Waiting
For something to change
But I notice its all staying the same
Maybe things werent so lame
Maybe once I did feel tame
Did feel cool,
Did want to go to school.
Maybe once I didnt feel like a fool.
Maybe I wasnt always a tool.
Waiting for something to happen
Whating for me to see
Why I acted so bitter against everyone
Who was there to comfort me.
Wait Waiting to look bad
Waiting for something bad to happen
So I can Rant Scream and Rave
I guess it was so that I'd never have to admit
I'll Alway Be Waiting....
One can often feel that life is passing them by- I suppose the answer is to grab at every opportunity. A different subject, covered very well indeed.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/26/2024 4:56:43 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I think you expressed yourself very well. The problem is, I think humans liek being sad, acting disappointed, so we just have to fight against it, 'cause it is difficult to live your life another way, and it is much work, not easy, but it is worth it, I think. Just keep on writing, I like your style and your topics. Kev