Just Waiting Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Running in and about, wanting to be held and loved, yet
not wanting it.

There's too much at stake to let go and dare to be your-
self, hiding always beneath a mask, masking what you are
trying to hide, it's all there inside.

Some people can see it all because they are sensitively
attuned to it, whereas others would never notice.

Wandering around in a very small space, afraid of breaking
out and escaping, because of childhood fears still holding
you in, the way is clear, no one is in the way, but your
self.