What do you wait for?
Love, freedom, life, better life, healing and all those words.
What if I tell you, I am waiting for all to appear together.
A moment when nothing is less or more,
A moment when nothing stays, yet lasts you a lifetime.
I cannot say life is good, I cannot say life is bad.
All I can say is life is beautiful and unfolding,
But I am still waiting, waiting for that one day when I can make it my own.
When I can wear my She Crown,
When I no longer frown,
At the mere mention of the word brown.
It’s been a long while I am free.
Almost alone, stranded, nowhere to go standing tall like a tree.
It’s been all about waiting, my life, my knife, my wait never ends
I wish it ends one day when I am going to become one
With my life and death, when I finally sleep, when I finally sleep.
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