Wide Awake And Waiting Poem by Kristen Otto

I dont know what to do
all i can do is wait
while the time ticks
slowy on by

Waiting is awful
it's like torture
just to sit there and
not know if things are
alright or not

If i could sleep
i would
but my eyes burn
and i have to stay awake
to talk to him

Or maybe it's just the caffeine
i feel like i could run for miles
i have so much energy

Who really knows
what the reason is
it could just be
that i care so much about him.