Hamster Wheel

Hamster wheel; Hamster wheel

I keep on moving in circles like a hamster wheel

These trials and tribulations come with mass appeal

I feel the heat as I long to hold on to this grill,

It is a constant routine

This life has me on a stable rotation like a hamster wheel.

But the conscious, in my conscious, evoked its consciousness.

So me walking around consciously; is as typical as seeing a Boer wearing khaki shorts and boots.

Never had the fruits,

So who can blame me for not being fruitful?

I was dry all summer

Stuck in a garden;

Wait, I did not express that right...

I said I was like Osama Bin Laden

Because I had so much to share but there was no vent from my place of hiding.

Due to this Hamster wheel; Hamster wheel;

I keep on moving in circles like a Hamster wheel

These trials and tribulations come with mass appeal

I feel the heat as I long to hold on to this grill,

It is a constant routine.

This life has me on a stable rotation like a hamster wheel.

My present is so grumpy, but my future has a smile on its face

Isn’t that sarcasm?

But we all know that even the first penetration is painful but leads to great pleasure

Isn’t that orgasm?

So I am guessing that every obstacle, every crux, and every point of difficulty,

Is embedded with a cue for me to extract in order to break free

From this appalling cycle of a Hamster wheel.