circle of life

I believe, life is moving as a circle,
a circle that consist of center, insider, circle line, and outsider,
and each of our is a circle line from our life, it's a path of our journey, a path to keep us stay in line,

the outsider, seem so familiar so does the meaning,
yes, there are some people that interact with us as a result due we moved our circle,
some people that having similarity with us, maybe attitude, hobbies, experience, job, religion, or anything,
sometimes they describe who we are, sometimes they build us, unconsciously, sometimes we need them to fulfill our social life, and sometimes we choose them because we meant something for them, and they meant something for us too,

the insider, ooh it's the most precious people we ever have,
they was exist before the circle line created,
they build us from inside as a border that we called family,
full of love, unconditionally take us as a part of their life,
a family where the home in it, a family that everybody have,

there is a special thing about the center,
sometimes we can feel it there, sometimes we can't,
like a magnet of a static dot, we pulled a special outsider to fill the hole as a center,
it shows us how or where we should moving, it shows our purpose in life,
it's pull us, push us, and holding us whatever we did,
it makes us strong just because we know it was there,
ready to catch us whenever we fall, keep us from moving like a pinball,
and we also can always stay around it,

for a while in my life, I think I had found my center, but I was wrong,
now I'm moving like a pinball again, with an empty center.