Try Poem by Nightshade Starlight

I wait patiently, expectantly.
Ever since I've been a child,
I've waited, for something.
It was small at first.
Telling me something,
then telling me another thing.
Changing and morphing
Over time and everything else.
Even with a simple question,
A simple favor.
You turn me down
Saying, 'I'll do it tomorrw,
I'm too busy to tired.'
I've heard those words for
Such a long time that
They've carved into my very being.

I don't know why I try anymore.