Glass

I woke up this morning. It was like
every other morning that I had woken up
to for as many mornings as I can remember.
There was light outside.
I walked out of my house and looked around. Looked around for something,
for anything
and then I got that feeling again.
that longing for that indescribable something
that same thing that all humans at onetime in their life
long for so hard, so deeply that it can't be denied for that moment,
but is.
God I hope other's feel that.
Looking all around. Looking for something.
And seeing the invisible restraints holding us in place,
holding us all from becoming exactly what we want to be.
It's that pressure that's so great that it constantly cuts off our
circulation, our senses, keeping us numb to the feeling of -
freedom.

I clock into my job now exactly at 8am every morning. Monday through Friday.
I get paid enough so I feel content in giving them my life.
But really, is there any escape from this same situation anywhere?
I can't shake this feeling of being trapped.