Arpia's Poetry

WAITING

 

And I still got a bit of hope with me

But I lose my senses when I wait too much

And I'm looking for a place to me

And I'm looking for a place to you

And I'm standing here again

Oh, it's just not true

But they just don't care

And I'm walking through the rain

Trying to hold on

Waiting up again

And it's lonely here

And I think you knew

And I...

998 and I'm waiting

For a place

9 hours last and I'm waiting

For the bus...

 

June, 1988

 

 

Arpia's Poetry