I just wait.
All I have to do is wait,
Then maybe I will get the answers
that will be written on my slate.

What am I supposed to do?
Where am I supposed to go?
I wish I knew.
Time goes by so slow
and I have not the patience
to let myself grow.

I cannot see into the future.
I do not know what it will be.
I am suspended on the finest, thinnest
thread.
What I do know
is that I just
have to keep going
and I just have to keep
waiting.