I am going nowhere fast
Working in a dead-end job
Scrawling meaningless "poetry"
On cheap college-rule paper
Where is it getting me?
Surely not out of this hopeless situation
Not to the "good life"
I am trapped and I see no way out
Stuck on a fixed course
With no way out of the maze
Where did I go wrong?
Where did I make a wrong turn?
And all I know is...

I'm going nowhere fast
And it doesn't seem to matter
I'm moving on the upbeat
And life seems to be great
And if the world comes crashing down
With a force immeasurable to man
It just won't matter
For I, like this poem, am going nowhere fast.