Waiting for Change

Waiting for people to change is like watching the grass grow; the difference is I am not emotionally invested in grass.
Waiting for people to change is like waiting for the cows too come home; the  difference is that cows do not determine what makes that house a home.
Waiting for people to change is like waiting for the Eagles to win a Superbowl; the difference is the Eagles have a new shot every season, but we are not so lucky.
Waiting for people to change is like waiting for bread to mold; the difference is, while disgusting, mold is not a painful process to endure--just boring.
Waiting for people to change is like anticipating a mystery novel, because you are never certain of the outcome.
Waiting for people to change is like waiting for tomorrow, because you  hope it will come but nothing is promised.
Waiting for people to change is like what Sam Cooke sang, because it'll be a long time coming.
Waiting for you to change while the world passes me by. Waiting for you to change or for pigs to fly?

I could wait, I want to wait, but I shouldn't--I can't. 

I hope someday you change and you'll take my hand.

Until then, my dear, I will wander away,

Hoping I may, in time, see that day.