overwhelmed.

     running, running.
i am constantly running on a circular track.
as i run, i am carrying many things with me.
school, music, relationships… everything.
sometimes, i drop something while i’m running,
but i’ll tell myself that i’ll go back and get it later,
cause i have to continue running, running.
eventually the track brings me back to what i dropped,
but while i’m trying to pick it up, i’ll drop something else.
"oh, i’ll pick it up later," i’ll think, and i’ll keep going.
i’ll keep running, running.