Waiting

April 28, 2009
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I lay back and look at the stars
Waiting for something to happen.
It seems like that’s all I ever do; wait I mean.
I wait for the bus to take me to school every morning.
I wait for the flowers to grow every spring.
I wait for my life to start.
The next day, as I board the bus to go to school,
I’m still waiting for something to happen.
I’m waiting for something that will change my life.





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amyxu said...
Jun. 15, 2009 at 7:14 pm
Hey, I was browsing Teen Ink and I came across your poem. Short and sweet, but it says it all. I like it! If you have time, could you check out a few of my poems/stories? Thanks!
 
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