Withering In My Drought (Please, Don't Give Up On Me)

Have you heard of the quote that says
'It's okay to leave people behind'?
I have no qualms if you choose
To grow, shed your skin
And to cast all disguise
But what happens to all men and women like me
Stuck in pointless demise?
'Cause we want in with you, too

I've endured the bruises
On my neck, in my chest
On my arms and lips
I've endured the pain from my pride
And the shame for my past mistakes
I have endured your love
And your words
And advice on to love myself
Yet I'm still right here
Can't escape
Roots embedded in cracking soil

Under the drought

I sowed my seeds
I learnt it by just watching you
Tried moving the way that you move
But we don't share the same shade of blue
Mine's darker
To the point you call my pain a ruse
And I'm starting to believe that's true

My land has gone dry
I have used up the dew you've bestowed on me
A lost cause, so you choose
To not waste your rain on my buried feet

And I get that, I'm sorry
To you, and myself, and the people I love
But I still dream not to waste away on your roots
As you watch from above