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Uncertainty

In history,once and for all 

Having the chance to have it all in one swifting moment to be alone,but not lonely.

For choosing not to notice, but not being blind.

For swaying ,yet being constant

Delaying and being on time 

Persuaded and agitated 

Say no but meaning yes ,standing in the rain knowing it's time to go.

Yet stalling a bit longer. Just a little while longer.

I have lost all hope,

i feel like a trophy.

Standing there to be something but i don't feel like it at all.

Will it pass? Just a phase? 

I wish i could say i know the answer.

My heart has changed in the pain of wait.

How could it all change?