I offer you by heart (but if you break it, you buy it)

by, Cassandra

Frozen, waiting… trying to kill the time.
Twisting, turning, and manipulating rhymes.
I'm waiting… waiting… waiting
for you to see what I've been offering.

If you're willing, then come on already.
I'm sick and tired of "almost" winning.
Almost doesn't cut it; not this time.
I'm waiting… waiting… waiting
for you to see what I've been offering.

I'm offering my insight and my mind.
I'm offering my opinions and my rhymes.
My words… my worlds…
my hand… my heart…

maybe someday, my trust.

If you're willing, then come on already.
I'm sick of waiting… waiting… waiting,
because nothing ever comes of it.

Please, don't let me down this time.