Sit

I sit and I wait for my life to be perfect.
I sit and I wonder if that will ever happen.
I say to myself why should i just wait for this to magically appear.
But yet as I'm saying this I'm sitting and waiting for an answer.
I can only see what I want my life to be in a dream.
The only thing that makes it look more magical than a fairytale.
But as I sit and wait for it all to happen,
I realize that my life is perfect because of the people who surround it.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

A very good poem. I sat and ponder life often in my life. I agree with you. Our world is perfect because of the people who surround us. A excellent poem.
Coyote

[shinybluestars03]

Good poem.
Kind of reminds me of one of my poems
in spanish.
Keep on writing
Thanks for sharing
Best wishes

[azlamalo]

thats nice :)