Your Poetry Dot Com - I'm waiting

I have a lot of trouble figuring out what I’m doing. But today I realized that I’m waiting, waiting for something that might never happen. I’m waiting for my life to change, for it to take a new exciting direction. Of course I like my life as it is and I am very happy about it, but I’m waiting. I’m waiting for the years to go by, so that I can get my dream motorbike and feel the rush through my veins and the freedom in my heart. Waiting for my bike is actually not that bad… compared to the other things that I’m waiting for. The thing is. I’m waiting for some of the people that I love to change. Not totally, but the way that they treat me. They don’t treat me bad, but they hurt me sometimes, and when I tell them they don’t seem to understand. Somebody might ask me to leave them behind, but I don’t want to because I love them. That’s why I’m waiting for them to change. But the worst of all is that I’m waiting for a person just like me, a person that understands me, who agrees with me (not on everything of course). I want someone that I can talk to, someone who wants to listen. For example when I’m meeting someone that I know I always have a lot of things that I want to tell them, but when I meet them I can’t because they wouldn’t know what to say or they wouldn’t understand. I think a lot about everything. I’m a thinker. Not so many that I know thinks that this is a good thing, so they rather not want to talk about so many ‘’important’’ things. I wish that someday I will meet someone who understands me. And I also found out to day while I was looking over the landscape at the back of the bike (I was not driving it. Still waiting for that) that I might be the only one that is like me. I think I’m the only one who has SO many different things that I want to experience and see. I can go from classic dance to hip-hop, from relaxed music to rock, I want to go in a leather jacket and look cool, but the other day I want to go in sophisticated and classic clothes, and so on. I have a lot of wishes and dreams. But dreams and hopes are a good thing to have. It makes you keep on going and work hard.

I do not hope that anybody on this site is angry with me because I put up something that was not exactly a poem. And also I hope that some of you guys have taken the time to read this, not because it really matter to you, but because I feel like I can tell you. You are all some very good poets and you have the heart and mind with you (I hope so), thank you for being here on yourpoetry and sharing some amazing poems.

This poem is Copyright ยฉ Apollonia