Waiting Room

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Here I sit, staring, gazing deeply in a daze
Colors moving, surrounding
And the blacks and whites have turned to grays
Everything may happen for a reason
With right timing and pace
But lately life seems to be one jumbled-up season
And I’m clueless to how much I trust Your ways
My alarm has been telling me this is all wrong
My clock has been ticking away
And my flesh has been attempting to take control
But I know what such consequences pay
So, here I sit in this waiting room
Waiting for You to call my name
I tried cutting in line many times
Always having lost my place
And I’m the only one to blame