I keep waiting for me to be the person you call on the phone,
I keep waiting to be the person to be called next in line and that's where I've gone wrong.
I keep waiting, wasting my life.
Forget waiting for something to miraculously happen and which it never does.
You know what I'm sick and tired of waiting for a thumbs up.
In fact I'll break the thumbs just to get them out of my head.
Instead I'm stepping up to the front of the line and giving myself the pat on the back I deserve.
Then I'm giving myself two thumbs up because I've done plenty to get them.
I'm tired of living in the shadowland,
because I've done more than shine.
Just wait I will be known and guess what I'm not waiting anymore.
My patience was thrown out the door and instant gratification was grabbed by my hands.
Today is the day where I'm not waiting.
Because I am waving my flag and they are finally noticing me and the phones finally ringing.
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Trio Of Words
PoetryPoetry from the corner of my little world. Another freestyle poetry book. "You finally saw that I was a puzzle piece that wasn't complete, but aren't we all when our emotions fall?" "So these are all things that keep playing back to me in poetry. A...
