That Horse in the Merry Go Round

In deadly vicious circles I go. 

Every day in monotony's show: 

Life is as good as this loop,

In between dreams and reality, I snoop 

Upon how even in desperate attempts 

Reigned to the rod, my dreams tempt, 

For me to free away from this chain 

And come back here never again: 

Every day in the same place 

I gallop at a similar pace, 

Repeating the same mistakes, 

My tired heart aches:

You watch me, amazed 

Shiny white, newly painted; 

Poor man, I laugh at the ignorant you, 

For in the wooden horse that you screw.

You reflect your own life through me, 

In a circle of monotony, 

You live a life, just like me, 

Too scared to break free.

~ Suranya