The Wait

I feel like I’m waiting.
Sitting in nervous apprehension
Contemplating
Trying to cope with the tension.

I feel like I’m waiting.
For my friends to find their happiness
Anticipating
The day they find their bliss.

I feel like I’m waiting.
Poised in impatient agony
Enduring
This darkness inside of me.

I feel like I’m waiting.
Contemplating.
Anticipating.
Enduring.
Hoping.

That one day, I can be free.

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