vapid

Release me!
The grasp tightens
Options diminished
Life cycle in high gear
Counter clockwise my dreams
Clockwise my hopes
Ticking my time away
Sometimes so fast
Others far to slow
Let go of my goals
Free my soul
To barter with I have nothing
A few drops of tears on my cheeks
Technology is oh so swift
Decimating, creating, hating
My life an abyss
Masturbating, permeating, evaluating
Slow the cycle?
Or just so long to travel?