Sick Leave

~ Frank Solanki

It’s crippling, it’s suffocating
It’s not a fever
I look fine on the outside
Nobody can tell if something’s off
But something is off
Sometimes it feels that everything is off
Everything is a trap
Everyone is against me
Mocking me, tricking me, ridiculing me
They want to harass me because I am different
Because I am not like them
I am inferior, or made to feel so
I am happy with myself but that isn’t enough
I am expected to be a rat
Smell and find cheese, and bring it back to the lair
Cheese doesn’t excite me
I cannot even smell that well
I cannot be a rat
I am happy being a worm
Crawling slowly towards my destiny
Edging closer and closer to my goals
I can be crushed easily
Or I can wriggle my way out of trouble
I guess all worms feel that way in a rat’s world
It’s not fever though
I cannot take a sick leave for this

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