This Time

Everytime iy's supposed to get better,

But it never does

But this time, 

This time it will.

 

No more waiting on the sidelines,

No more waiting for the rain to stop,

No more waiting for summer to come,

No more waiting for next time to come around.

 

This time,

This time it will be better.

This time,

This time it's my turn.

This time,

This time nobody is going to stop me.

This poem is about: 
Me
My community
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