Deprived sometimes,
He might delight sometimes,
In the failures of others, waiting to see them thrive sometimes.
They're hoping 'the time is right' sometimes,
Praying He would talk sometimes,
Overwhelmed with the 'what-ifs’ inside my mind.
They always said "It'll turn out fine.”
I guess they lied; I’m terrified.



Friday 15 March 2024