vice

grr...?

 i'm trapped in this bubble of security

unable to see the true foe of my insanity

always involved in work, not play

unable to see when i should go

when to stay

i'm trapped between the do and the don't

i don't know where to go

what to say

who to be

lust for everything 

the accomplishment of winning an argument,

my prize

the fact that i could be the one saying how and when

when i am the one in charge of the phone and coffee

cuts my efforts of helping down

i don't know who i am anymore

in this vice of office life

i love being the one who creates the web of dependancy

but am i loosing my sanity?

to someone who doesn't even like me?

all is nothing

without honest work

but it seems now that no one is anything

without honest play

 

this vice

will be the end of me one day