Continuous life

Life goes on what can you do?
Little things change but nothing's new,
The circle will continue.
I stop to think if I have control
Try to change it, create my role
Round and round i go.
If I had a choice I'd make things happen,
But the fact is I follow this plan
It's all been done before.
There is no difference between you and me
Everyone thinks like this eventually,
We realise we cannot stop.
I think these views are often squashed,
Stamped on, disregarded and forgot
Until someone gets off
It's when a person wants power back
Regains complete control
Ends it all, their life they'll lack.

It makes me think how lucky I am
That I did not turn out the same
Because for some it must be worse,
As they leave in their self inflicted hearse.