I Was Waiting For You

I must admit what's true

I was waiting for you

Waiting to see if you'd come

When told not to

I am a test blog

Testing out what's true

And it's interesting to see

How a blogger will be

But what is very true

Is that I was never meant to be

I was never meant to speak

I was never meant to see

I was only meant for practice

Practice for reality.

That is why I can say

I don't exist today