I always find myself waiting
Usually because I am debating
Am I waiting on myself
Or on a fabrication left unseen
Perhaps it is something I left
On Scene
Will it return
Unsure
I am still green
Falsities I tell myself
Thinking they will appear
Find myself always looking in the rear
What is unseen is yet to come
So I will continue to work
And hope that I will not
Become undone
This waiting process is vigorous
God please give me the strength
So I can make it down life’s long length
KAM