Waiting

Life is funny. Sometimes it goes so fast, and seems impossible. Sometimes the minutes, the seconds drag by so slowly it's as if no time has ever passed.  Sometimes you can hear each and every single tear pitter patter on the ground.  Sometimes life is unbelievably good to you, and sometimes life is just that- full of life.  It still seems as though i'm waiting for my life to start in earnest.  Sure there was the whole teenager awakening nonsense, and I am certainly a credible person, who has these crazy thoughts, and ideas.  I'm a person who is every bit as real as you are to you, but my life hasn't even begun.

Someday I'll be all big and grown, I hope.  I'll know the answers to all these strange things that my mind ponders, and my life will have, as Alice loves to remind me, perspective.  But for now, i guess i'll just have to wait for the nonsense and wonder of my very own life to begin.  It's like i'm holding a big pink ball of energy, of things that could be in my hands, and that soon it will just explode and i'll be immersed, lying under it as I do stars, and i won't be able to do anything but smile.  I hope that day comes soon.  Until then, I'll be waiting.

"Now all the stars have gone
Faded into cracks of dawn
And I'm still waiting here
Waiting for you to come home"