Saturday, July 19, 2014

Like a word waiting to be spoken
Or thought clinging in the back of your mind
Waking you in the middle of the night
to remind you that it is still there

-The feeling remains-

Like there's more to this life
Than this
Like there is more to be done
Than just sitting here idly
Watching the world pass by


So,
what am I waiting for?

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