Sitting, Waiting

Sitting, Waiting
Sitting, Waiting
I groan and hit my head on the desk
Sitting, Waiting
Sitting, Waiting
I swear drool is running down my face
Sitting, Waiting
Sitting, Waiting
My eyelids are growing heavy
Sitting, Waiting
Sitting, Waiting
I'm practically ripping out my hair
Sitting, Waiting
Sitting, Waiting
Ugh, Will I ever have patience?

© 2008 Brenna Joyce