Dichotomy

How patient I am
Waiting and watching the time pass by
Staring out of a window, longing to be in the sun.
I am out of the spotlight
While I wait for your light to fade

Is it wrong or sad of me
To wish that you would hurry up and dim?
Should I feel guilty over here
Wrapped up in shadow
Waiting for my turn?

Don't pity me
I can wait.