Circles

Circles

Driving in circles,
Down, down, down the road.
I will go to the next thing but
end up in the same place but it
is not exactly the same it
has moved on and grown just like me.
Running in circles and see the same
things over and over and over...
It changes. Time passes.
The world still spins. Spinning,
spinning round and round.
Flowing, flowing on the ground
Rivers they go up
And down at the same time forever flowing.