The dirt gets stuck in between the grooves of the metal

The paint gradually peeling off the cement floor

Fingerprints on the doors

Smudges and waterstains on the windows

Tufts of dust on the window sills too high to reach

Smiles translated to internalized insecurities

Compliments that I'm not confident enough to comprehend

Tension when I get scared of my reflection

Rays of sunlight glimmer out arrays of windows

The light fixtures all in neat rows

The buildings geometrical shapes architecturally composed

I look up and see the sky

In the morning it's black and I see the evanescent moon

Bright blue swirled with milky white clouds in the afternoon

The pine trees stand tall

While I can't see the other trees at all

Tiles compiled of mortar and ceramic

Lined perfectly along the walls and floor

In my closet there's more

Metal beams line the ceiling

Their holes lay passage for air and spiders

A little too much for my comfort

The drain cover for the sink is slightly discolored

Bacteria and negligence leave a pinkish red pigment

Slightly yellowed ceramic sinks aged by hands for years

The bottoms of the urinals are grey people not flushing

Gets my blood rushing

During breaks I like to stare at the pool

How the water is constantly rippling

If I listen it becomes crippling I hear 

What sounds to be people distantly shouting

Yet no one is there

So I listen to my music and stare 

At the water and the sun's glare