Waiting...

Waiting,
I’m always waiting
Waiting for the time to eat
Waiting for the time to sleep
Waiting for you to come
Waiting for you to tell me how you have done

Sometimes
It’s a feeling of hope
Sometimes
It’s a feeling of helplessness
And
Despair

It is sometimes lonely
Happenings clouding the mind
It is at times frustrating
Knowing we all don’t like to be controlled

I felt like asking
But yet not wanting
Hoping someday you would know
The feelings kept inside me
Crying out loud to overflow

I am still waiting… it’s your last paper…