What keeps me up waiting
this might seem concise
i rest my head on the pillow
waiting for your advice
so teach me your wisdom words
as I wait for your call
and slowly begin to doubt
that you do exist at all
so now I sit, and I'm still waiting
alone i break, anticipating
but can I trust
that you'll be here
to rescue me, i cry in fear.
Soon, I will die
alone, cold
lost and lonely
no one to hold
and lose those things
that I hold dear
and sit and wait
until death draws near.
But i refuse to sit
to sit and quietly wait
for my ending death to come.
for it cannot be my fate.
I wont go underground
Me, I choose to fight
Nor die for your pleasure
My woeful delight
But instead I will
push to have my way
and live again to see
another beautiful day
And if you decide
to come to me
I promise I'll find you
Just wait and see.
cause i choose not
to die myself
but to live forever
with someone else.
