Waiting

She sits and waits for what she doesn't know. She has been told to wait for something though. Her mind is repressed into not questioning so she waits for what may not come and if it did she would never know it had arrived. So she waits sitting on her stool, dressed in her best attire. What she was never taught was that a woman can reach as far as she wants... Reach beyond anyone's dreams. She was never told that waiting for something to happen can be a deadly disease than cripples one's spirit. So now with a wilting spirit she sits, waiting, worrying that what she waits for may never come...