Please tell me something will happen for me this year.
I keep waiting for news. It's been years.
It's been ten years to be exact.
I'm ready for an answer.
Sold down the river one time. Paid the price.
Some one, a good one paid the second.
And with this one, the second we wait.
I'm ready for an answer.
Ashamed by lack of importance. Our lives wait to be taken from the stack.
Once we are reviewed and approved or denied we make new decisions.
There is someone who will decide what becomes of us.
I'm ready for that answer.
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