What happens when the rain stops? Does everything suddenly turn better? What's going to happen when the sun comes out? Something good I hope. I have been waiting for awile. When is it going to be my turn to shine? When is someone going to notice me? Do I have to draw attention to myself? I am not like that. When do I get to be first in line? Right now I am at the end. I don't want to wait to long. To become what I want to be. Whatever that is, I don't know. Will I ever know? I doubt my wishes will ever come true. All I wish is just a dream.
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