I walk in a daze
dragged
My eyes have lost its spark
The deep brown
a dull ash
Like the hours bound to the seconds
I am tuned to the rules of the world
I follow and not lead
I stare and not observe
Each day a waiting slumber
Each wait a burden to my eyes
a ship with the compass lost
a wood in the ocean vast
a vagabond
I am responsibility
I am duty
I am more
I am a man
