I find myself waiting

Waiting for something, anything

I find myself waiting for something

Something that would bring joy or happiness

Something that would bring excitement

Something that would make me anxious

Something that would make me feel

Yet, nothing comes

And nothing is where I stand

Nowhere is how I feel

Lost is my identity

Someday to be found at the front

Or at the back

Of the destiny

Unfulfilled

Posted from WordPress for Android.. yeah, I’m high tech like that.

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