Circles

We walk in circles

Same pattern each day

We learn what to do

And just what to say

When things shake us up

We say that we're fine

But really now,

We're far from divine

People say "It gets better"

And that "You'll see the end"

They tell us what we want to hear

And fake messages they send

We fight and fight

And plea to God

We pretend to hear answers

So we sit there and nod

 We  know he's there

But in that moment of despair

It's hard to hear anything

While you sit there

Pain is hard

Pain is tough

It disrupts our circles

And makes us puff

In the end

All will cease

But your trust in the Lord

Will earn your feast