I stood there, patiently waiting for something to happen.
Time seemed to pass slowly, in no rush.
My heart pounded nervously as nothing happened.
The gentle breeze put me in a silent hush.
Tic-toc Tic-toc
The clock slowly beat and made every second known.
I subconsioucly looked over my shoulder to my back,
Hoping something might have been prostponed.
I know not of I'm waiting for,
But here I patiently and nervously stand,
Keeping my eyes wandering forth.
And even though I came here without a plan,
I know deep down I have a chance.
The atmosphere is gently quiet,
And I casually leaned against a brick wall.
I look around at the passing riot,
And realize that my hopes and dreams will one day fall.
I take a deep breath and look at the time.
Somehow I know nothing is coming.
Giving in to defeat, I dissapointedly sigh.
Walking away from where I stood,
It changed my mood to something I can't describe.
My once high hopes crumbled.
I'm waiting for something unknown and I know it won't happen.
I'm out of luck.
I give up.
