Circle Stories.

Sitting in the circle again
With my weekly friends
Exchanging excuses
Explaining our abuses
Feeling increasingly useless

I’m not like them, I pretend
These losers trying to make amends
Crying their problems
Like I’m supposed to solve them
Or somehow absolve them

I’m sick of these circle stories
Tired of listening
Wake me up when I’m better
Until then I’m disappearing