You have waited to be done
Right upon for ages now
You were left a mess where you are
And have since been sitting there
And you
Wait for your
Precious change
You have waited a lifetime
Do you think they're coming now?
The apologies have been
Few and lame, to say the least
But you
Wait for your
Pyrrhic win
Seeking answers in the darkest
Corners of your mind as if
Anything could ever surface
From there but more self-loathing
But still
You chose to wait
For your change
Time will kill what's left of you
If your wallowing don't
You wait for your precious change
As if were it not up to you
Oh dear
You are way lost
More than you know
You were left a mess that day
And have since been sitting there
And if no miracle took place
You most likely still do
Waiting
For your
Redemption