I keep wondering when I will be happy
Anxiously sitting by the door
Hands poised in my lap
Waiting
Picking at my dress
It’s starting to unravel
Waiting for my joy to take me by the hand and show me around
Tapping my feet against the floor
Impatience
Watching everyone else twirl in my jelery box
With not a care in the world
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