i have to wonder
how it gets better
not when, not why, not where
but just
how
in this lonely time
where i have lost so many
so many good people
is there good waiting for me
is there happiness
is there good memories?
i have been waiting
to collect some
i have many bad ones
and have been waiting to forget them
i won't wait
when the time comes
i'll take it
like a lioness takes what she wants
but is it better to wait
like the sheep
to find others like me
or to be left with what i have
don't get me wrong
i'm grateful for what I have
but i wonder
where is my pod
am i human
