I’m tired of changing spaces
and I’m sick of feeling faceless
I am distraught from running in circles
because there’s always one more hurdle
I get lost in my own thinking
and I feel myself slowly sinking
from this I have taught nothing
I only wish I had learned something
I am tired of the waiting
for I am surely fading
never knowing where I am headed
only knowing I am still indebted
to those who shall remain nameless
to those of us who still are faceless
I’m still running circles viciously
because my life played out fictitiously
I give up on fighting this solo
the string is finally breaking on this yoyo
and I am just trying to outrun
all the wrongs that I have done
slowly losing my mind
never again for me to find
just an apathetic loser in this space
here I am without a face…
