I’m waiting
Waiting for love
For someone to love me
I’m searching
Searching for someone to pay attention to me
I’m waiting
Waiting for praise
For someone to praise me
I’m waiting
Waiting for confidence
For someone to have confidence in me.

I let them call her names
Then they defined her
I said, ‘Later I will defend her’
Later became never
I stood up for her, never
She avoided her own body
She got bullied by her own mind

Oh, I’ve been waiting
For love, who walked away
It has been a long wait
For attention who looked the other way
As I wait
For confidence who went away
How long will this wait be?
For praise who spoke in another way

She’s been hidden
In a very tight place
Strangled, she lost her breath
Hindered, unable to progress
Bound, powerless to move
Prevented from expressing herself

I’ve kept myself waiting
Waiting
To trade judging words with kind words
I wouldn’t be broken
I’ve kept myself waiting
Waiting
To exchange condemnation with courage
I would be confident

She has been waiting
Waiting
And has been waiting ever since:
The stretch marks that show a transformation
The scars that tell a story
The pimples that prove change
The uneven skin tone that presents her identity

All I’ve been waiting for
With all that I am
Has been in me
All she’s been waiting for
With all that she is
Has been in me
She’s been waiting for me

To unconditionally love her
For me to gladly praise her
To completely give her attention
For me to boldly have confidence in her
She’s been waiting for me
I’ve been waiting
waiting