once again (my ownly epistemic trace)

I’m at a point where I could stop  
I repeat myself in bizarre ways  
to me it seemed like growing up  
but I followed just my very trace  
 
I’m a trapper and a hunter  
but it’s myself - hunted and trapped  
without knowing I was going  
following my very step  
 
I passed a point where I went wrong  
I repeat myself in stranger ways  
not sure if I am going on  
by just retreading every pace?  
 
without getting any further  
besides the years kept going by  
I am looped in my own footprints  
following just me and I  
 
without getting anywhere… –  
 that’s not true, of course it’s not  
   just take a close look at the “there”  
       after the “here” that you forgot  
 
within trapping within hunting  
I'm redefining every act  
without knowing I’ve been growing  
but words could barely reflect  
 
       … without getting anywhen… –  
   that’s not right, of course it’s not  
 just take a close look at the “then”  
after the “now” that you forgot  
 
within knowing all is growing…