I'd like to see...

I'm waiting on the day
When all this will make sense
Why did i have to hurt for so long?

All this pain
All my hard work
Trees of labor...

Where is the season
When they bare fruit
Patiently waiting.

I want to reflect
And smile
Saying "Glad those days are over."

Life

I treat everyday like i have to
No time to sit and mope,
or it will leave me.

I go on...
Without a mother or an apology
This is how it will be.

And in time I will adjust
A long time coming,
But always known.

No time to act surprised
I wear my black fleece
Tackling the days.

In time I will be happy
No more heavy heart
or bottled up tears.

Her hate won't phase me
And I'll no longer want her sincerity
No need for closure.

I will smile without it
As i should
Or it will go on without me.