I promised I'll wait,
but you're running too late.
I'm getting so tired,
my patience expired.
You aren't coming around, are you?
It's okay, it's fine,
it's nothing new.
What am I here for? Just let me go.
Oh, I'm starting to hate
my promise to wait.
YOU ARE READING
Fancy Words
Poetry» I try to be friends with both my A N G E L S and M O N S T E R S « Oh, all these words swimming in my head. *Previously titled "The Poems In My Head".
