A Cycle

A broken cycle, how to fix what's broken?
Bord of a cycle that kills you is why it's broken
Stuck in a forsaken
Battle of reconstructing
Every step feels like I'm deconstructing
Instead of constructing
The cycle that doesn't stop
To think I view life as a cycle, just a thought
Can't seem to find what needs fixing.
Maybe the world is broken
I'm waiting to see these pebbles
Turn to stone, so nibble
Your words to yourself or to whom
But remember I was the one who
You said was broken
Needin' fixin'
Yet last one
Who is
Standing.