Waiting………….
For what……………
I’m never quite sure.
Whatever it is
It never really comes
But there’s a waiting
A wanting
That never leaves me.
Or am I kidding myself
I know what it is
It’s just admitting it
To myself.
Nobody else
Really has to know
Just the little girl
Inside
She knows
It’s her dream
You see.
Kaz
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I really got this poem.
It is something that comes up all the time and it is admitting to myself what I feel because sometimes it is so deep. But inside I know.
KazzaB
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