You don’t think you can- but you will.You go another round on the carousel.

You’re dizzy, but your grasp is so tight- you say “oh well” but why do you continuously not hear the bell?

The bell that says you have reached your destination- please get off for your next journey. You’re stuck. It sucks. In the mucks of what could be a new beginning.

You watch as reality passes by again, you wave to it. But you’re too safe within. Within the game that you fool yourself of happiness. This is a mess. And you’re still denying this.

Denying the smile that is truly plastered on your cheeks when you get yourself through the next couple of weeks. You need a new chapter, because this one is thousands of pages long, it is a disaster.

You need to move and get out, before you die of repetitive circles- you’re…