I'd ask you,
Why do you wait for someone,
Who is not sure will be there,
To catch you when you fall?
Yet, I knew the answer to this question,
I was the same,
I figure them all out,
It is going around and around,
In endless circle,
Your presence is nothing,
But,
Just a whole process,
To wake me up,
What is ahead of me,
There were shattering pieces,
Where I am now,
Only to face the consequences,
That I have caused,
Two words,
Hopes,
And,
Effort.
The result?
Lies in yourself.
©amethys
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