Nothing to do.

I wanted to write a poem,
Do something useful today,
But then I got to thinking,
And I don't have anything to say.

I thought about my family,
But theres nothing exciting there,
I thought about my dad,
But he really doesn't care.

I thought about my friends,
But they are boring too,
I thought of all the lies they tell,
And how theres nothing I can do.

I thought of my life at school,
And how its getting worse each day,
I though of all the boys,
That took my breath away.

But most of all I thought,
About how boring I really am,
It used to really bother me,
But who really gives a damn?