all that I am
all that I have been
all that I will be
all that I wish for
is possible
because the future
When you look up
From deep in the well
Of the holes you have made
And see the light
It doesn’t seem that bright
Nor as warm
If you knew I was sick
The why did you humour me
And lead me to think
Everything was ok
Because while the warning lights in my head
