The Waiting Game

why is it you can only be internally ill
to make a simple wish that may come real,
well i wish i was ill so maybe i could get one shot
one shot to maybe make it to the top
been strugglin and striving
not thriving at the bottom of this chain.
maybe it sounds insane
but fuck it thats my middle name
i dream to be flyin high,
not sitting here watching my life go by.
you everwonder whats your purpose
hell ive been there too just waitin for a sign
but they never come and they never will
you gotta seek out yourself witch is the biggest thrill
i am not full of connections to the other side
i just got me and my bed to where i may resign
its must be worth it feelin so damn perfect
one thing ive never seem find
just so sick of being at the bottom
been to rock bottom and back to just plain old bottom
nothing changes just just your point of veiw
its not that easy to make amends with these problems
witch haunt you till you may wake up
even tho ive been up but not much to breath for yet
persevering thru these lonly times to maybe find a new foundation
one that isnt brittle and folds when youmost need it
well i need it but its not in rech so ill just dream it
so i can at;lest find peace when i am not movin
but i am no more than smoldering ashes
not even worthy of an open casket
i am here waiting for something to happen
maybe for a shootingstar to atleast wish on
but only fools wish cuz your dreams just dissapoint you
and leave you dissapointed
at your pain and stress and never in reach of perfectness
i am still waiting, one day i will get there
i promised i wont stay like this forever
one day people will listen and i hope they will listen
i have a lot to say more than most of the ones that have everyones attention
but i wont get there attention i have no connections to that light to shine under
but i will get there ive dreamed it and now i wish wish it one day ill get there

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