soon enough

I tire of hearing it from everybody

The same old words

"You'll find someone soon"

"Be patient"

Said indifferently

As if it's no big deal

"It'll happen soon enough"

But patience isn't my forté.

I tire of waiting

For the right guy to turn up

And grab me by the heart

And never let go

And each and every guy

Comes with corrupted touches.

"It'll happen soon enough"

But patience isn't my forté.

I tire of this same old life

With no love in the days

And hatred in the nights

Without any fire

Without any electricity

To brighten things up in life

"It'll happen soon enough"

But patience isn't my forté.