Poem Of Rhymes (part 1)

This is a poem that I hope is right,
since I wrote this poem in the middle of the night.

I am so bored that I figured that I just might
go outside and go fly a kite.

Or maybe I will go outside and go start a fight,
but probably go get a bite.

Thanks to the light that is so freaking bright,
I have a wonderful sight.

It hurts, though, when I look directly into the light,
so I pray that it will be a clear evening tonight.

I might go to a building and worship its great height
and say " boy this building is so tight".

But if somebody says that they may know who I like,
I will go after them and hit them in the head with a metal pipe.

When they wake up, all they will see is the color white.
If they ask me if their in the hospital and smile and say quiet.

This is the last line of rhymes I that I can think of to write.
Please tell me if you think this poem is right.

*if there is other words that I forgot to use tell me.