Circles

It wont stop

does it stop  

It keeps moving 

Life, the carousel 

When I gave my ticket of life 

ripped at the seem of the rest of the paper 

he took it and opened the gates 

I picked my seat, sat 

going around to the chimes of bells and whistles 

...

every morning I wake up to ringing in my ears

is it over?

but im still spinning 

im still riding 

im still on the carousel.

it hasnt stopped,

the worker isnt listening to me yell that I want to get off 

so when will I