Are you really running?
You move yet you are still,
your only going to make full circle
like a hamster in a wheel-
if you don’t see that you are not meant to be here
to work and die
to live in the construction of time.
It’s you, you are the time,
the needles on the clock
you are so desperately trying to outrun
that you forget now you ran for so long
the race of life
that you don’t even know what your talents are.
It’s jealousy almost when you see someone living their dreams
when you have to bleed for what you need to have
what seems fit to satisfy your needs.
End the race now human kind
for you will ever only run
never reach the finish-line.