Answer:
Always on the move
Nothing stays the same
The sun comes and goes
The night you can never escape
Nothing can last for ever
Everything we know rotates
I thought this would be more clever
But it's late and I don't know what else to say
Those were eight lines only
Counting lines makes you lonely
Sixteen is a big number
I feel like I'm going under
It's always daytime somewhere
But it will never be forever
I move in circles
This poem is over
Explanation:
Sorry I thought it would end up better than this
