Stuck

Running in place
Turning to waste

Head spinning
No winning

One foot in the past
One foot in the future

The present doesn't exist
My mind feels like mist

One step forward equals ten steps back

The world is swirling and whirling and twirling
I try to keep up

But sometimes I just feel stuck
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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