Wait

Sitting here, I feel so alone
The only one who knows.
In the depth of my solitude,
I can feel something inside.

I just don't know what to do,
or what to think.
No one would ever understand,
Except maybe you.

I went and I spoke to my guide
She told me that it would be OK
99% chance that Live,
One that I die.

All of this, no one can know
No one but me and you.
And as I sit here,
All I can do is wait.