Waiting
If we’re lost in the woods, we wait for someone to discover us, lead with a plastic compass. If we’re stranded on an island, we build a bonfire blaring help. If we’re locked in a room, we wait patiently for someone to open the door. If we’re locked away in our tower, we look out the window to await our Prince Charming to sweep us off our feet into a new universe.
What happened to fighting? To the brave. Break down the door. Approach the love of your life, grab them and never let go. We wonder why we feel so alone. We wait. We wonder why life is so boring and we don’t get what we want. We wait. Where does worthlessness come from. Why does everyone seem to getting somewhere in life except us. We wait. Why do we get offended so easily. We don’t fight. Why do we want to die. We’re waiting for life. Life is here. Approach it, grab what you believe in and never let go.
What happened to fighting? To the brave. Break down the door. Approach the love of your life, grab them and never let go. We wonder why we feel so alone. We wait. We wonder why life is so boring and we don’t get what we want. We wait. Where does worthlessness come from. Why does everyone seem to getting somewhere in life except us. We wait. Why do we get offended so easily. We don’t fight. Why do we want to die. We’re waiting for life. Life is here. Approach it, grab what you believe in and never let go.