Waiting
I always feel like I'm waiting,
constantly anticipating,
for something to happen next.
I don't know what it is
that I'm waiting for,
but the bouncing in my leg,
and the butterflies in my gut
never seem to stop
long enough for me
to figure it out.
constantly anticipating,
for something to happen next.
I don't know what it is
that I'm waiting for,
but the bouncing in my leg,
and the butterflies in my gut
never seem to stop
long enough for me
to figure it out.