Sometimes it’s like an endless cycle round and round I go.
Why do I hold on so tight it’s only God that knows.
Almost like an infinite game of monopoly, but I never get to pass go.
Or is it more like a game of cat and mouse endlessy going to and fro.
It’s the little things you see that get to me the most.
When will I learn that other people’s actions are out of my control.
Memoirsofalovingmom