I HATE being patient, but I've got more of it than anyone else I know I HATE having to put my self aside for something else, but I care enough to do it I find myself filled with a lot of that lately... this... Hate... It sounds so weird to say it out loud... Hate.... It doesn't have a nice feeling. I HATE- It's just not me. It's not how I want to be. It doesn't sound right coming out of my mouth. It doesn't sound right swirling through my head why is it that I find myself constantly forcing that word out of my head. I hate that... there it is again, lately It creeps up on me. I know what causes it. I'm tired. I'm tired of being patient and putting myself second second for you I hate you I don't hate you. I hate the power you seem to have over me I hate that I can't hate you. I feel helpless, The words echo through my head. They echo through the room. The room This room. I hate this room. The room you so kindly took the time to build for me. the room in my head. once my sanctuary. - now my enemy. I hate this room. I'm forced to sit in this damp windowless room. there is no way out. Not yet anyways. I have to wait. wait - And be patient. wait... for you.