I’m sitting in a waiting room
Waiting for the psych
I wish this thing was easier
Than learning to ride a bike
I’m sitting in a waiting room
Flowers and magazines displayed
A fan, a lamp, a water tank
Wondering what to say
I’m sitting in a waiting room
The staff are all talking around
Everyone seems to have found their feet
But I’m still battling to touch the ground
I’m sitting in a waiting room
Trying to keep myself composed
How am I to open up when all
The words are locked down below
I’m sitting in a waiting room
It’s almost time to go
Inside and tell my story to
Someone I hardly know
I’m sitting in a waiting room
Heart beating, feet tapping the floor
Lost, confused, overwhelmed, I feel
Anxiously awaiting to walk through that door
I’m sitting in a waiting room
The room is quiet now
Staff tapping away, generator on,
My mind alert, heart beating loud
I’m sitting in a waiting room
I no longer know what to say
All I know, is my story will be told
My history, will come alive today
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