The Waiting Game by Dorling
The thunder rumbles on again
Same weather, same day
I don't expect your sympathy, 'friend'
I'm goin' to hell anyway
The patchwork essence of life is apparent
My actions seem fickle and transparent
Thrown to the dogs once more
My open heart begins to pour
Why can't I just love you?
Why the shackles and the noose?
The lock, is it unbreakable?
I want so bad to be cut loose
What it is that keeps me here, I honestly don't know
I can't help but think of you
I want so bad to hold you tight, to never let you go
Maybe someday I'll break through
Watching from a distance is the toughest route to take
Is my mind clear?Was it ever?
With stupidity and interference, my feelings may seem fake
I want to feel this way forever.