it's never just a holiday.
i think about what's happening at work, did i really hand over that stuff?
what more can i offer, how can i do better when i get back
it's never just a holiday.
the folks appear a little older everytime i see them
but my behaviour towards them ever more childlike
the things i should have done, the words i should have said
the words i shouldn't have said
the things you think about
when you are squashed towards a window thousands of feet up in the air
wondering wondering
just, where am i going
is it my turn yet?
it's so emotionally and mentally draining
it's never just a holiday.
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