In the middle of waiting,
I tried another beginning
Maybe I got tired of waiting,
so I tried escaping
The fourth hour felt uninterested,
maybe she needs to be tested
I don't want to lose the fourth hour,
and make a dreadful tower
For me to hide and look,
and write everything in book
I'll still be waiting,
while my mind is departing
Anxiety took me again,
and I started to pretend
I'm sure the fourth hour had notice,
that I'm humiliating in practice
Wind of faith blew hard,
Hard enough to push the open door
Quickly! I said to my mind,
go against the tide
Because if I give up,
It will be very rough
For the fourth hour is not yet done,
it will be bad if it is gone
I'm in the middle of waiting,
and someone is judging
So send this to all,
Before i decide to fall
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