There

The world goes around and you don't.
You just stand there,
waiting for something to happen.
Waiting for someone to help you.
You are stuck
and people do see
you out there
but no one seems to care.
It's all of your fault anyway.
You put yourself in this situation.
In this position.
You can grow stronger,
just as you grew weaker.
You are capable to move on your own.
But.. you rather wait.
Wait until time is almost gone.
Your life consist of dreams in the day
and dreams in the night
but no sort of actual goals.
Change is good
and yea, it's hard to break a habit,
that habit,
you know,
the one that you have
where all you do is just stay there.
But if you don't break it yourself
then, all you'll ever be is just THERE.
�© 2008

This is an Original Poem by Kendra >>PLease Don't repeat