Waiting
Always waiting and I'm not sure why. Times would be better if I would just try.
I keep to myself waiting on you,
Waiting to see if you make the first move.
Waiting to see if things will change
Waiting to see if I can break from this pain.
Spend all day waiting and what did I do. Nothing at all except wait on you.
It's time to stop waiting and make the first move.  It's time to find my own personal grove.
Time to get going, time to be brave.
Time to show you all I am not afraid.
My time is now, I hope you all see it's time to stop waiting and be brave

A father smiled,
as he pat his son's head.
As he lay himself,
Down to death's bed.
He whispered,
As his breath slowed its pace.
"I've always been proud of you, son.
Always."

A child, falling,
Is steadied soon.
He looks up,
There's god's boon.
"Be there to steady me,
When I change pace."
His mother smiled,
"Always."

A girl cries,
As her man's wheeled,
Screaming with sorrow,
What she's always sealed.
She ends her cries,
With a broken face.
"Stay With Me."
"Always."

A thousand times in life,
Do we see this face.
Why is it always that in the end,
We have a thousand things left to say?
How many times do we wish,
That we were children, with no regrets?
So we can say what we really feel,
What we've always felt?

So buck up today,
Before its too late!
Love those who love you.
And stay with them. Always.