Actually, I can.

   I realized I am always waiting for something. It doesn't matter for how long or because of what, I just wait. And I don't stand there without doing nothing, but somewhere inside my conscience I'm sure that there can be more and there's never 'perfect' so I remain waiting. Waiting for my hair to grow, or the school to end, waiting for summer, waiting for a movie to be released, for the phone to ring... And I'm always gonna wait for more to happen and I will never be grateful for the things that are already happening or things that do not need to be waited for. And I will blame time for being a cheater and not letting me be pleased with anything. I will blame 'him' for letting things change on and on, for giving me only variables and never a constant. I need a constant in my equation.