Stuck in life’s waiting room,
doesn’t it feel like everything ends in gloom?
Praying for light soon,
yearning to be lit up like the moon.
Growing pains,
like flowers, hopefully, I’ll bloom.
-S.
Stuck in life’s waiting room,
doesn’t it feel like everything ends in gloom?
Praying for light soon,
yearning to be lit up like the moon.
Growing pains,
like flowers, hopefully, I’ll bloom.
-S.
The Messy Middle 🖤 