Cycle
Because I was that now, I am this and because of this I, will be that When I was that I, strive to be this and by becoming this that, I started to miss This leads to that that brings to this I, am just rolling forced by my wish So vicious is this cycle will it ever stop? or, hoping its end will remain a hope What if, I, stop and not wish at all cycle will definitely stop but, the present will fall.