Plastic Wheel

What if we all, simply thought, 'Couldn't the world, go faster?'
Would we acquire, what we sought? Have we made time, our master?

Thinking that, we never sin, even when, we use the knife!
Thinking that, we'd always win! 'Who cares! We're larger than life!'

Yet, we are small...just like mice, running on, our plastic wheel,
we magnify, that we're nice! Running on, how we just feel!

Doing our circles and laps. Our hands and feet, on the rungs!
Quickly, we're racing, around...but we are never, quite done!

Have we become, sugarless? Thinking, we're so very sweet!
Shall we compare, the real thing? Finding, we feel, incomplete!