Concrete Boots

"concrete boots"

my feet buried deeply in this sand
i can't move unless eroded
taken apart and washed away
only to sink to an untimely death
because there's no time like the present
to tell you i am through with how it is
i am lost in 'how it should be'
and 'how i wish it was'
lacking life
lacking love
lacking life
lacking love
i thought i was in concrete
holding tight to my two feet
but what is life without movement?
and how can we grow without change?
i remember how i got here
compelled by more than few
to be tested time and time again
this sinking feeling's nothing new
always told to understand
never to comprehend
through with misconception
i hate everything you are
everything that you want to be
and what you lead me to believe
letting yourself just drift away
no explanations, no goodbyes
to wash up on a beach with all the corpses
that decided to give up on themselves
and wash away from the ones they love