Revolving Door

I've stepped in, and then out
Of this new role;
This new reality.
In and out; in and out.
Only this time, I've got myself stuck
In the revolving door.
How did I end up here
With no real prospect of return?
As the world moves on,
I'm caught in a state of
Perpetual motion,
Going nowhere.
Written by Wafflenose (Ellie)
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