Everyday i’am waiting, always looking forward to a day very far away. With hope and determination I stay strong. Things keep moving forward and I will follow that path too. I’am still waiting. Someone passes by, takes a look at me and moves on. Will I ever know what’s on their mind?. Perhaps they wanted to talk about their life but unfortunately the circumstances weren’t right, not now. I kept waiting more and this time I got hungry, went out to eat and found some more people waiting for their food. At least we shared that in common for a short while. I’am happy if even its just that.