Stuck in a Ground Loop

Eh. Yeah. Yeah. Same road, same red lights.

Same hours, trading sleep for time. I move in circles, dressed as lines.

Every step approved, predefined. Metrics blink, they say I'm good. Green check marks

where hunger stood. I do what I'm supposed to do. Still feel like I'm slipping through.

Every turn's already known. Every path leads back to home. I'm stuck in a

ground loop. Running just to stay alive. Every win feels temporary.

Every loss just kills some time. Time. Time. I feel the pull,

I feel the drag. Every step just resets back. I'm stuck in a ground loop.