Circles

 

A circle is round
It has no edges, no corners, and no breaks
There is no exit from a circle
Unless you break free
This world is a circle
 
Some are able to break free
They live for us, and we live as them
Trying to escape
But then escape eludes us again
But hope is not lost
 
These circles keep us trapped
If we break free there is always another
Infinite circles
The content learn to live
The motivated refuse to die
 
Because death is to give up
Life is a punishment and death is unattainable
We lie in limbo 
Waiting for a chance
But we know none will be made for us
 
We can only make our own
The only way forward is to live with the truth
Because eventually justice comes
So we continue to try
To break through these circles

 

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