I’m A Hampster

sometimes i find myself
feeling lost with no drive
no ambition or will
to survive.

sometimes i ask
myself what my purpose is
hoping to figure out why
i’m alive.

my idealistic
side tries to conjure up
a comfortable philosophy on life,
but cynicism strikes.

sometimes reality
isn’t real. the things we
think we know or feel rust
like tarnished steel.
sometimes i imagine
that i am just one of many
fools spinning on my little wheel.


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