I have been waiting here in my little corner. Watching the world pass before me. I sometimes wonder how long I can wait. Am I damned to be forever lonely. My confidence is weak,my patience grows thin.Sometimes it seems I will break from the pain. It seems as though i am stretched to the limit. It is getting harder to keep backthe tears. I am growing tired of lonely life, that I lead. It seems(as though)i am at the end of my rope.My fingers are growing more and more numb.
