Same Old
I never thought I'd be back here
So many things have come full circle
Like nothing in the past half-year
Has even occured
Going somewhere in a circle
Means moving forward in one place
On this giant treadmill
My feet keep pounding
The sound assaults me
But I keep going
I keep hoping that I'll see
Some growth, some change
But no--
Same old, same old . . .
Same old me.