Wednesday, September 10, 2008
Sabbatical
All eyes were on me
the bright lights were shining
camera flashes, high expectations
constant talks of succession.
the directions are confusing
the instructions never ending
the behavorial changes appaling
and my mind is left contemplating
i chose to run but not escape
i disappeared but am always present
i kept quiet but i can speak
i shut my ears but i still listened
i stopped thinking but am not dead
i closed my eyes but did not sleep
all i ever did was what i need
and all i need was a sabbatical.