I am standing here...
Not waiting for you, though I hope you pass by.
I'm looking, seeing, took several steps back to get and see a bigger picture.
I realize I left myself behind...left myself out.
I am not waiting for you,
No I am waiting for me.
It's time I take my pictures and step up, step in.
For me to remember, I am the writer of my story.
I am the painter of my Soul.
I am the loud joyous music I hear.
I am waiting for me to wake up, be aware, focus and continue
To paint the picture to sing the song
To dance the dance
To write the story...
For it's all in me, is me, for me and you are only here to listen and be inspired...if all goes well.
I am standing here...
Waiting for me.