-Waiting-

A lonely heart,
in an empty chest,
everyday,
it beats less and less.
The sun still rises,
but my lifes in gloom,
locked inside,
my torturous room.
If these walls could talk,
they'd tell you of pain,
how everynight tears,
bleed down like rain.
Alone again tonight,
dreaming of that boy,
I know who he is,
and I know he's my world.
This burden of hurt,
too hard to hide,
if I don't find him soon,
I'll die inside.
so if your the boy,
who's made for me,
come this way,
because i'll still be
Waiting for you,
waiting for life to start,
waiting for a love,
to wake my sleeping heart.