Redundant

My fingers pound the board,
Forcing out the words
That tell the stories of my day,
My oh-so-pitiful day...

But I only get so far,
Then I must quit
Because I just don't care,
Care what comes next...

Beating up the keys
Right here before me.
Without the urge to finish,
Finish what I've started...

It becomes redundant,
And I am bored.