She Waits

She waits time and time again
"Maybe I'm Crazy"
The thought goes through
Words to contemplate

She waits time and time again
"Maybe I'm lucky"
Her imagination explores
the crowded corners
of a complex mind

She waits time and time again
"Maybe it's time to cry"
Another reason to wonder why
An intricate maze behind her eyes

She waits time and time again
"Maybe it's time to play"
A smile quivers behind the frown
So much has often let her down
but the possibility of tomorrow abounds

She waits time and time again
weary, weathered, worried eyes
absent smile with hat askew
Question after question
passing through
Longing for answers no one knew
She waits time and time again