waiting | 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 over | 2004-03-28 |