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Bound by thought

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in my office is where i am. i'm an eight to fiver. i get an hour of lunch where i am able to leave for an hour. my office is where i am. i've got ten foot ceilings and one, two, three doorways. i even have a window. in my office is where i am. i am trapped here for all eternity. the four walls are caving in on me. chunks of drywall falling upon my head burying me. the door ways fold shut and my window is only false hope. it does not even open. the view is of nothing but a twenty foot tall concrete slab. false hopes and no dreams. in my office is where i am. i try to bring life to this desolate place. i bring in plant after plant and each one dies a slow agonizing death. i too am suffering this fate. i'm ready to die. i have the will to die. all that keeps me here is time. in my office is where i am. people coming and going. each one starring and focusing on me. i'm their little side show. they laugh and point fingers. they would probably even pay to see me. i'm their free attraction. i absorb their stares, words of hatred, and beatings. i'm their slave. one day i'll have been beaten one stroke two many and one of two things will happen. i'll die, or they will die as a result of my hands. in my office is where i am. :dry:
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