Why does happiness feel like wasted time?
Why does knowledge bring sorrow?
Why do friends hold me in contempt?
Why does yesterday feel like tomorrow?
Why do I believe, yet distrust in fate?
Why do I become everything I hate?
Nothing changes state to state
No phrase stays the same except “Too late”
whY do I think myself in circles?
Oh I guess it’s all in my head
yoU would think that I’d have learned by now
iN a never ending cycle
Gee I guess that’s just the way it is