I Sit...
Patiently...
Watching The Hands Of Time...
Seconds, To Minutes...
Minutes, To Hours...
Hours, To Days...
Days Too,
I've Just Been Sitting For Weeks...
Uncomfortably.
When Will It All Just... Click.
Stuck In Motion,
A Waiting Game.
I'll Continue To Wait...
And Wait, And Wait...
If I Don't Cause A Commotion,
Chaos Infused...
Taunted By My Own Intrusions,
I'll Idling For Quite Some Time...
Days Re-looping.
When I'm Too Far Gone, Though Always Nearby.
Why Do I Continue To Wait,
And Wait, And Wait...
Watching This Life,
Pass Me By?

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