My Circles

I am confused.
I can’t be sure, but I think it’s tomorrow.
Or maybe it’s Tuesday, either next or last,
And I’ve slept too long and I’m right back where I began.
Can you please help me work it out?

I am not happy.
I’m spinning in circles, turning back the way I came.
And then turning the same circle again.
I know why it’s like this, but I can’t change it.
I think I must be scared of the unknown.

I can’t comprehend.
I wake up in the morning, then go to sleep in the evening.
This routine is killing me slowly.
So I’ll go home and turn on the TV,
And get drunk and forget for a few hours.

I see an exit.
But it’s just out of my grasp, I reach but I can’t touch it.
The light is at the end of the tunnel,
I just can’t work out how to open the door.
I think I need the key, but I can’t find it.

I need something.
Someone to help me reach up and unlock the door.
You are so beautiful, you are so compassionate.
You understand who I am, and how I love you.
Your love could be the key to the door.

Please spin in my circles, I just want to see
If I can be all that they said I can’t be.
I’ll wait for forever, right here if need be.
Please help me to change, and to set my heart free.