A Shoulder to the Wheel

You're conquered and your blood is pounding in your ears but you're doing fine find the broken pieces and then start anew you make yourself believe that you did something right you're denying your only wish by forgetting your promises once and for all and for ever more if you finally reach your aim you will never be able to gain back the time you lost between you're trying hard to reconstruct your image and you're doing right but
I think that you will always stay like this when you put your idle shoulder to the wheel