Every day on the way to work I pass this old boot in the road... I think about that boot a lot lately.... and much like me you may pass that boot in the road, and you might think wow... I could use that... Maybe it fits... But I never do... Eventually I just end up hurting you and I become uncomfortable to have around. I'm best left on the side of the road, discarded... its nothing but a hinderence to have it around... I need lots of care and polish and it never quite feels like it should... maybe I was laying there for a reason. If I could give you a second chance to pass me up I would... but I sucked you in like I always do... now you are stuck with me until the pain becomes unbearable.
After a while you start to see I clash with everything you own and I don't fit in with your style... You can't wear me anywhere it just feels wrong... But you ignore it for awhile... Thinking I just need to break it in... But after awhile you are the one who starts to change to try to fit the shoe... You think why doesn't the shoe fit, maybe it's me maybe I need to be different... But it will never be enough.
