Seeking freedom
Circle upon circle
there’s no exit
Running through the hoops
No way to bend the mind
The circles strangle
For they are perfectly round
Round and round
With no way out
The road ends at the beginning
Concentric circles sound so pretty
Prettyily we talk
Mightily we balk
No way out
Round and round
Screaming lambs
Deeply mired in the circle
Tell me why
Pitch me a story
No way out
Categories: Culture, Management, mental health, new york, poetry, Pop Culture, Psychology
Can I lend you a hammer?
LikeLike
Lol. Yes ! đŸ˜‰ cheers!
LikeLiked by 1 person