In all these rising in status
why do i feel so small
as if i know nothing
Like I'm just a beginner
in the toil of life
Why do i feel so empty
as i watch my accolades
on the wall.
Like i really don't deserve them
I'm just a mole in the moment of time
Living a life of illusions
on which doors upon doors opens
before me as if it's not real
I'm toiling in vain to meet up
something that doesn't exist
I know somehow it's not real
but i just can't stop or help myself
Running a race to meet up another day I can't seem to reach
A day that can't be fulfilled
or be satisfied
All are just empty
I feel like one fetching water
with a basket
And ending up right just where I started
Going round and round in circles
When will all these end
It looks like the end is the beginning
and the beginning is the end
I really don't know
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