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.