Waiting

Life is full of happiness

Life is full of sorrow

It’s the yin and yang of life,

that leads today,

into tomorrow.

When I was 7,

I saw my dad for

the last time, I hug him,

I tell him,

I’ll wait

When I was 8

my little brother was born,

I held him in my arms

Beaming from ear to ear

He was asleep

I was waiting

When I was 12

I started middle school with

No smiles, no friends, only hate

They call me a witch

But through my pain,

Hope still shines,

So still, I wait

Now I’m 14

I’m still growing

Still learning

Yin and yang keep me going,

Keep me waiting

I miss my dad

I miss my grandpa, who was taken

By cancer and diabetes

I miss when there was

Less yin than yang

I miss the times when

all I felt was joy

Now all I feel

Is pain

And still, I wait

I carry my family

I clean, do laundry

Cook and care for my siblings

But, above all

I wait

I work hard

do well

But it doesn’t keep at bay

The pain and tears, but I know

I must keep going

I must keep waiting

Perhaps it’s for the chance

To be a kid once again

Without responsibilities

To be free

To be happy

Maybe it’s for something more

To be valued, important

To be listened to

To be respected

To be someone

All I know

Is that I wait

Perhaps I wait

For the impossible

To be able to see my dad

Perhaps it’s to see my grandpa,

To fill this hole in my heart,

Where he once stood

But now he is gone.

But I still have hope

And still I wait

I wait