moving stationary

pre-text: had this nagging feeling within me for weeks...never knew how to put it into words. then it jumped right out at me when i was doing a reading for a class...funny how life gives u little signals...that u usually can't miss

muse: sda ( i guess he's the catalyst )

going around in circles
feeling the walls of an ever-changing maze
jumping through hoop after hoop
reaching for higher and higher
and still i am stuck in the same place

i thought i knew the way out of there
to try harder than i could
to give more than i had
to sacrifice more than i would
and still i never got anywhere

now i realise even all that i am not
will not ever be good enough for you
yet i will keep on going at it
until the point of no return
where i lose myself totally

there is bittersweet comfort in
doing something for the sake of doing it
knowing full well nothing is going to change
stuck like a mouse on an excercise wheel
i am moving stationary