echoed whispers

somehow
you feel the world spin
but you don’t feel you’re there
you see people move
but you just get to stare

you try to run
but the path just seems too far
you look back
and somehow
you’ve seemed to have missed the ride

the world spins
and everyone got their turn
but you just stare
and wonder why life is so unfair

-moenlite-
on the mary-go-round...

[shades]