Circle World

The words of a broken man
are carried by the winds of change.
Nothing ever stays the same
in the world of circles.
I have a dream of not wanting
to ever live again
but in the world of circles
everything is born again.

The fury of my mind
is overruled by the need
to connect with the future
that I and fate have in store for myself.
In some feeble way
I am in control of my life
even though I don't notice it.

The men laugh at my attempt
to understand the universe
that I'm trapped in
and I don't get it.
A mindless mayhem
of stupidity is clouding
my judgement
and I don't get it.

The circle of life has
me trapped in a vortex
of insanity that I created
within myself.
The world of circles
never dies in eternity
but it has already died
within me.