Merry-Go-Round
It all began on a blank, plain page
With your usual self in the middle
Making bad decisions and mistakes
Page after page, it’s a vicious circle
Repeating itself, it’s a continuous cycle
It goes on and on like a merry-go-round
You in the middle moving little by little
And your life’s going around and around
You in the middle without making a sound
Waiting for another page to be turned over
Head hanging low and facing the ground
What is waiting for you around the corner?
Scared and afraid, you want to run and run
But today your face is gazing upon the sun
Copyright © Shagesa Mattheeuw | Year Posted 2011
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