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What's That Called Again?
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A Look At The Past For years and years I've wanted it.
But it's never came my way.
It's hard to be so patient;
when will it be the day?
Envious, of them,
Is what I am today.
I just want everything;
To be nothing but okay.
I have this tricky deck of cards,
I can't seem to get them right.
Maybe, if it come's along,
I'll get some sleep tonight.
What's that called again?
That word I hear alot?
Can you help me solve this puzzle?
We'll hit it on the dot!
It's the rarest thing, I've heard.
And patience is the key.
But patience doesn't exist; no,
well, at least it doesn't for me.
So I sit here, endlessly,
Afraid to get let down.
I need to be stronger, now,
and get rid of that dreadful frown.
So I'm up, now.
Higher than before.
My life has barely even BEGUN!
I guess I'll wait some more.
