Waiting
By: Tiffany Robertson
He wait and waits and waits.
Unknown for what he’s
Waiting for. Does he even
Know? Or is it something
He’s just waiting for to happen?
He waits and waits, but still
Nothing… Regrets flows through
His eyes. Only he can see.
He waits never giving up until
One day when it’s finally to late.
It’s too late and there’s nothing
Left for him.
People just stair… Thinks he’s
Crazy. Wondering, but know one
Asks. Do they even care?
They are afraid. Afraid that
If they talk to him or do something
Out of place, they will end up
Just like him.
But why? How could they? How
Could they leave a hopeless boy
Without anyone in the world
To care for him and help him
Make it through?
Why do we let this happen?
How could we? We know what
We’re doing and we still continue
On doing it… As though it doesn’t
Even matter, but how could we
Be so heartless…?
Insensitive is what we are we
Don’t care…We pretend that
Everything’s ok. That we have
Done nothing wrong.
We go on… While he waits
Dying slowing of sorrow and
Pain. And we just Watching
Him fade away.
He waits and Waits and waits.
By: Tiffany Robertson
He wait and waits and waits.
Unknown for what he’s
Waiting for. Does he even
Know? Or is it something
He’s just waiting for to happen?
He waits and waits, but still
Nothing… Regrets flows through
His eyes. Only he can see.
He waits never giving up until
One day when it’s finally to late.
It’s too late and there’s nothing
Left for him.
People just stair… Thinks he’s
Crazy. Wondering, but know one
Asks. Do they even care?
They are afraid. Afraid that
If they talk to him or do something
Out of place, they will end up
Just like him.
But why? How could they? How
Could they leave a hopeless boy
Without anyone in the world
To care for him and help him
Make it through?
Why do we let this happen?
How could we? We know what
We’re doing and we still continue
On doing it… As though it doesn’t
Even matter, but how could we
Be so heartless…?
Insensitive is what we are we
Don’t care…We pretend that
Everything’s ok. That we have
Done nothing wrong.
We go on… While he waits
Dying slowing of sorrow and
Pain. And we just Watching
Him fade away.
He waits and Waits and waits.
