Passively Being Poem by some one

Outside in the dark i was sitting
Always as usual doing nothing

Watching life passing me by
Only this time my eyes were dry

Seeing myself from far away
Night after night and day after day

Waiting passively as my life went on
Sitting helplessly from dark until dawn

Not waiting for anything yet still waiting
Not liking anything and also not hating

Sitting there feeling empty feeling light
That's the only way that I can pass my night

Watching the lights go out one by one
When people go to sleep coz their day is done

Looking at the stars reaching for the sky
Feeling too small, knowing thay're too high

Now i feel my soul still sitting there
Waiting for nothing, just sitting on that chair

Wandering around not knowing what to do
Not even knowing if what I feel is true

I've said too much about felings that are mine
So I'll end this poem with my last line

I hope that one day out of this i'll grow
And that these symptoms I'll no longer show




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