I've spent my whole life,

a sense of waiting over my shoulder

Am I waiting to live

Or waiting to die

Just waiting for someone

to notice my pain

to speak up and say

I am here

for you

There is no more waiting.

I can not speak for myself

I can not seek on my own

It is not allowed

Mine is the place

To sit and wait

Waiting to live

or waiting to die

Anymore, I care not

Just want this waiting

to be