Boredness.

by Isabelle   Mar 18, 2007


I know this is stupid,
these words on this paper,
but I am bored.

My brain is exploding,
my eyes are watering,
my body is sulking,
I feel like I could do ANYTHING,
anything in the world,
and it would be better than this feeling.
This feeling of boredom,
and despair.

Only if I could do something,
anything that would come to mind,
I'd be so much better,
if I wasn't bored!

I know this was pointless,
this paper was wasted but,
I don't care.

I was bored,
and you can do so much worse,
when all alone,
and you feel like you are just wasting away,
wasting away on this cool spring night.
I can only sigh,
and see what's next,
while I'm sitting bored.

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