Waiting

Waiting for you
Exactly where asked
In this flooded fun house
On the outskirts
No one is here
Only mirrors
Reflections of me
From all sides
From all angles
For the first time
Getting an idea
Of what others see
I wonder if you love me
Or my reflection
The fragments of past
Broken toys
Broken hearts
Fill this place where I wade
And wait for you
Doubting more and more
By each hour
That you will come
And if you do
Will I still be
Waiting