I’m still waiting
For a sign
That describes
How it’s all gonna end
And arrives
At a time
When it seems like
It had failed me

Failed
Once again
Like a friend
Who needs you

Like a house
Needs a floor
To know
When it’s been walked on

To know
How it feels
To wait
To be lived in

It would be easy
To stay
This way
If it weren’t for
A little problem
That I see
Underneath
Beneath my complaining

Like a wheel
That needs oil
Like a plant
That needs reminding

That it’s nothing
Without soil
Although
Then it’s stuck there

Like a crumb in bread
Like the seeds in an apple