Unnoticed

February 20, 2008
By Oda Schioetz, Vancouver, ZZ

The days drift by slowly,
The weeks drift by slower,
As I wait for my life to begin.

Many people drift out of my dream,
But many more do arrive,
As I wait for my life to begin.

Resting while restless,
Dreaming while dreamless,
As I wait for my life to begin.

But what am I waiting for,
Maybe life has already begun,
I am just too afraid to admit it.


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