Irony
My life is spent waiting
for one thing or another
spent waiting
not lived
not living
not moving
waiting
No more do I want
to wait for things
I want to go after them
be not afraid and chase them down
Yet...
There is one thing that i cannot chase after
One thing that has so much good potential
but I cannot take
This I must wait for
I must wait for a possibility of hope
Ironic, no?
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