going in circles
it doesn't matter does it
it's all the same
just on a different day

up in the morning
back in bed at night
alarms go off
to be turned back on again

same words spoken
just in a different ear
hearing the deafening silence
of empty thoughts

walker in the sunshine of darkness
blinded by the lights
never seeing the road
not knowing the way

walked in a circle again
got lost along the way
everyone around me moves
as I stand still

regret the year
regretting the days
I'm regretting the breath
to regret the life as it is

Tina