Waiting
to be born again
Wanting
the saddest kind of pain
Waiting for the day
that I will fall away
Nothing
is what I feel
Waiting
for the drugs to make it real
Waiting for the day
when I will crawl away
Waiting
to be disciplined
Aching
for your nails across my skin
Waiting for the day
that I will crawl
Waiting for the day
when I will crawl away
