Aquarium

Eyes,
it's always eyes. 

Everywhere I look
I see them staring back at me. Analyzing. 

Every step.

Every move.

Every twitch of my body behind this desk 
at which I sit.

Day in, 
day out,
punching the time clock
on my dreams, desires and destiny.

And while they stare, 
inside their crosshairs
I sit,
the target of their selfish ambitions.