Quicksand

All I want are easy answers,
And right now my life's a disaster,
But with some beautiful things
That pull my heartstrings.
You'd think it'd be simple...
To know which way to go,
But it's so incredibly hard.
I talk one way, think another.
I want to be near it all,
See it all succeed,
But deep in my heart I know
You can't have it all,
At least not in the way everyone thinks.
Sometimes waiting it out is the right answer;
But for me I feel this reality sinks,
Like quicksand.
Quicksand in the boots on my feet,
Almost knee-deep,
Until it softens the sound of
My heartbeat,
Then covers my eyes,
To shut out the light,
And the waiting is complete.