This is a poem I wrote on May 4, 2009, and it's from the point of view of a speaker who feels as if their life has become redundant.
I wake up to another day
That's just like the last
Just as I have in the past
I feel as if I'm a hamster
Running on a hamster wheel
And not quite sure how to feel
I keep on spinning round and round
But when will I stop?
Feel like my head will pop
If I don't manage to slow down
Hope this will be my final lap
So I can go and take a nap
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