The spin
What a spin it's been
Finding myself
and losing myself
again and again
But that's the thing, isn't it?
We are all spinning around
Fretting whether we should turn right or left
But never reflecting on why we exactly
began the journey in the first place
And as my head hurts
from all this spinning and second-guessing
I pause just for a second
and find bliss in what's everlasting