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We are waiting.
The life we ride is a waiting lane.
We wait to be born,
We wait to learn new words,
We wait to make new friends,
We wait to meet the right one.
We wait to have our babies born,
We wait for them to learn new words,
We wait for them to make new friends,
We wait for them to meet the right one,
We wait for them to have their babies born.
We wait to know what diseases that we have,
Or what accident will we stumble upon,
We wait to know how it will end,
And then, it ends.
After the whole waiting thing, it's blank.
We are what we are while we are waiting.
We get mad, we get excited, and we get wavered,
We shatter, we crumble, and we rise sometimes.
It's okay to be anything, because we are waiting.
We are put into situation where we deserve to react accordingly.
We are waiting and it is not easy.