Being Sick on a Merry-Go-Round - Cassus

we say

how sweet the sound

as empty messages play loud

what do you care about?

can’t think as these pictures race round

things aren’t easy

has hope left me?

regrets haunt me

why must I be

clouded by me?

can’t I just be?

I can explore new avenues

new alternatives

but the feeling that I will never see real change grows ever stronger

I can’t imagine how we’ll ever move forward

history’s mistakes repeated in one lifetime

somehow it always gets worse

and we come to care less