Anchored are we
Freedom never a reality
The waves move us in every direction
Yet we go nowhere
Times passes and the tide rises
We rise and fall with it
Believing that our perspective has change and therefore we have moved
A child’s idea of hope
Forever in the same water only at different seasons
To comfortable to realize that we never left the old place
Never bound for open seas
Still only in shallow waters
A waste of a vessel
Time just floating us by
Fooled into thinking that land to our backs and sea straight ahead
Meant progress was made
We never ventured forward
Just treading water in place
Anchored to these lives
Free to never be
Open seas we will never see
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