you wait
and seconds become years
which haven't happened yet
but you feel like you've already lost them
you wait
like the good little boy
or girl
you wait
like you've been told your whole life
good things come to those who take them
so why wait
why wait for what you want to be passed down
hand to hand
like a Chinese whisper
until what you get
isn't "strawberry ice cream"
but "very sore need *** cream"
you wait
hoping the time will come
but that train already left the station
and somebody else is conducting