One stands alone in this world of new
one does not dare to move or stir
for what may come of those occurrences
maybe more than one can bare
for already this new world
weighs heavily on one’s heart,
mind and body,
for all must understand
that this is absolute.
Several things may occurs in one’s life
as it all once did
but now all one can do is wait
for time to pass by one’s mind
so in the end there can be no more waiting
for tomorrow to reveal one’s self.
For everyone waits for tomorrow
to become today
though they wait in their slumberous
minds
some ones have already been in such a
state to long to lie there any more
as they still wait among the ones
that are the same.
Several ones are one,
through apart they still wait
for that time to pass and
slow when one once again
but though several ones are one,
they are always among,
this new world of waiting change.
The day dreads along,
as the night grows young,
as we grow old
yet wanting to save our youth.
My days grow short
in my land of my most remember able years.
My life changes when the day ends
and my world will never be the same
How I long to stop time and
saver the world that will never excite again.
My world of wait and learning of the basic
needs to my world, is now coming to an end.
I cry to be once again innocent to my new world,
the world of all.
How I wish I could still wait and
yet I am unable to wait any longer.
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