RUNNING IN CIRCLES

RUNNING IN CIRCLES

Every morning look the same through the blinds,

Same coffee, same thoughts, same race in my mind.

I keep sayin’ “next year gonna be different, just wait,”

But next year keep showin’ up dressed like yesterday.

Friends movin’ fast, new jobs, new towns,

I clap for ’em loud while I’m stuck on the ground.

Not jealous, just tired of feelin’ delayed,

Like I missed my turn somewhere back on the way.

I ain’t lazy, I’m just lost in the fog,

Feet keep movin’ but I don’t see the road.

I’m runnin’ in circles, same view, same sky,

Got dreams in my chest but they don’t seem to fly.

I swear I’m tryin’, I swear I don’t quit,

But some days it feels like I’m stuck in this shit.

I don’t want forever right where I stand,

Just one clear sign, just one open plan.

I ain’t givin’ up, I’m just tired of the test,

Feels like life hit pause while I’m pressin’ my best.

Got ideas in notebooks gatherin’ dust,

Half-finished songs, half-built trust.

I tell myself “start,” then I stall again,

Fightin’ my doubts like imaginary friends.

Some nights I stare at the ceiling too long,

Wonder if I chose right or I chose wrong.

I don’t hate my life, I just want more air,

More movement, more proof I’m gettin’ somewhere.

They say, “Be patient, it’ll come in time,”

But time don’t answer when you ask “how long?”

I keep pushin’ forward even when it’s slow,

Hopin’ one day I’ll look back and know.

Maybe progress ain’t loud, maybe it’s small,

Maybe I ain’t stuck — maybe I’m just crawl.

I’m runnin’ in circles, same view, same sky,

Got dreams in my chest but they don’t seem to fly.

I swear I’m tryin’, I swear I don’t quit,

But some days it feels like I’m stuck in this shit.

I don’t want forever right where I stand,

Just one clear sign, just one open plan.

I ain’t givin’ up, I’m just tired of the test,

Feels like life hit pause while I’m pressin’ my best.

Some days I swear I’m inches from the breakthrough light,

Other days it feel like I’m stuck mid-fight.

Same streets, same fears, same doubts on repeat,

But there’s still a quiet fire underneath my feet.

I ain’t quit yet, even when I stall,

Progress slow, but it’s progress after all.

Maybe this pause just buildin’ my climb,

Roots grow deeper when you take your time.

Maybe I’m closer than I think I am,

Maybe growth don’t always show in the plan.

Maybe roots gotta grow before trees reach sun,

Maybe slow don’t mean done.

I’m still runnin’ circles, but my legs feel strong,

Maybe this road was mine all along.

Still got dreams, still breath in my chest,

Still a spark sayin’, “Don’t settle for less.”

I ain’t stuck forever, just stuck right now,

And right now don’t decide my whole route somehow.

Yeah…

I’m not lost.

Just… not there yet.