I wait 3

I wait
for that time of the morning
after the postman 
goes on his way
so I 
can open the mailbox
see that it's empty
and continue my day
I'm ain't saying I'm used to rejection
but natural selection
has tricks up its sleeve
I always have to throw a wrench in
the dumbest direction
you wouldn't believe

I wait

for the faintest of smiles

nods of approval

pats on the head

I may

as well have been born a puppy

I need someone to love me

but they ignore me instead

I just might trust life

maybe

if only

I wasn't so lonely

and scared to be me

maybe I need someone to show me

at least try to know me

I ain't as bad as I seem

I wait

for life to come take me

I hope it doesn't mistake me

for somebody else

my hair's turned gray

and I ain't getting no younger

but I still have this hunger

so I'll be here as long as it takes
I'm hoping that it's not too late

I wait