Running On Ice
I run and run and run, yet my effort gets me nowhere.
I might as well be standing still.
The faster I run, the more I fall.
I'm running on ice.
The coolness of the cube of Earth devours all my surroundings
Until I'm left alone to tire and become an exhausted molecule
In this place where I was once praised and adored.
It's like running on ice.
I cannot seem to keep on track.
I'm tiring and getting sick of trying when it gets me nowhere.
I'm right where I started,
Running on ice.
It's so redundant and useless
Because I only gain attention when I slip.
Yet, when I'm on track, I'm ignored
While running on ice.
What kind of life is this?
Speeding up to slip and fall tragically,
Getting laughed at all the while.
I'm done with running on ice.
I might as well be standing still.
The faster I run, the more I fall.
I'm running on ice.
The coolness of the cube of Earth devours all my surroundings
Until I'm left alone to tire and become an exhausted molecule
In this place where I was once praised and adored.
It's like running on ice.
I cannot seem to keep on track.
I'm tiring and getting sick of trying when it gets me nowhere.
I'm right where I started,
Running on ice.
It's so redundant and useless
Because I only gain attention when I slip.
Yet, when I'm on track, I'm ignored
While running on ice.
What kind of life is this?
Speeding up to slip and fall tragically,
Getting laughed at all the while.
I'm done with running on ice.