Out Of Reach

Who was to know I could be better,
Before I wrote all you a letter,
As friends and family did not see,
The pain that grew inside of me.

Not a soul saw the decay,
Only the hesitation to play,
Holding my heart close to my chest,
Ignoring what was for best.

My heart knew it all along,
It knew my actions were all wrong,
So I shall learn to listen to the beat,
Following my own two feet.

To realise my purpose on this land,
I need to be bare foot on the sand,
Listening to the crashing sea,
Listening to the rain fall on me.

My footsteps echo on the raining floor,
They don't sound like they did before,
Sounding a bit stronger than yesterday,
But yet there is nothing left to say.

Your secrets are slowly killing me,
And neither one of you can really see,
So I turn my attention to the beach,
But unfortunately it's out of reach.