THE RAMBLINGS OF A NUTCASE
Waiting ever not so patiently Tapping my foot as I’m typing Fiddling my fingers between every line Trying to somehow pass the time It’s 3pm, 2 hours to go Two whole hours with nothing to do Fidgeting, typing, trying to get my hair out of my face Wishing I could get away from this place Knowing that... Sign in to see full entry.