The waiting
You should make a decision that doesn't involve me at all
I can play your games forever
But I shouldn't and I can only stop myself
But you are there and allow me halfway in and claim its enough
It's not enough and I have no right to ask for more
You have nothing to give to anyone
You've killed yourself and bewitched your corpse to go on for you
It's a great act
One that I've been playing too
I'm filled with an unseen hand and play my part until the theater empties
I am ashamed for selling out
I am washed up from the role I am greatest at and safest in
And you must be too
I know you are
You've told me many times and we have done nothing about it
What am I waiting for
Why am I waiting
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