I am scared
I feel I am walking
Endlessly
Round and round
In a circle
It feels like hell
And I am stuck

Someone controls me
Strings on the ends of my joints
Changing my movements
Keeping me down
Is it a guiding hand?
Am I being lead,
To where I should be?

Then I looked,
Repetitive burden
I want to leave
I will break free
It will be difficult
But it can never be worse
Than the hell I am in now