Yesterday my life felt like a queue,
waiting for something to happen.
For what? you ask.
For what? I wonder.
A change, a mission... an incident maybe.
Am I holding back myself?
Waiting not going,
dreaming not acting.
Today is all the same.
Oct 19, 2015
Oct 19, 2015 at 8:06 AM UTC
Yesterday my life felt like a queue,
waiting for something to happen.
For what? you ask.
For what? I wonder.
A change, a mission... an incident maybe.
Am I holding back myself?
Waiting not going,
dreaming not acting.
Today is all the same.
