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