Round and round it goes

Am I static and saturated?

Or moving so fast, that I don't feel it

Am I walking on a road, the end of which is unknown?

Is it a wheel?

Am I encircling?

It is like a long long night, that never ends

Or is it just the dark before dawn, which is the darkest?

Nothing makes sense anymore.

I climbed up a merry-go-round

Round and round it goes

Around and round

Up and down