Boredom of the mind
like McDonald's its easy to find
in order to find a cure
its much more difficult I'm sure
but I'll start striving
in my car I'm driving
searching for a place to go
i think i found a place I'll slow
closed down boarded up
parking lot empty just ran over a cup
the journey I'm on not going too well
traffic so bad i gotta be in hell
my phone's still ringing
in my truck I'm singing
my brains been racked
like being verbally attacked
i found a space
a Lotta kids in this place
the sign reads fun for all
be careful not to trip and fall
that would suck
having to leave in an ambulance truck
having fun at last
these rides are a blast
too bad I'm here alone
why cant anybody pick up their phone
feeling lonesome now
seeming friendless but how
in order to befriend me
i feel i must pay em a fee
now sad am i
cant look no one in the eye
I'm just really depressed
body so still i feel at rest
i put on a smile and pretend to be happy
its just a front I'm doing crappy
I'm locked in solitude
lacking intestinal fortitude
this writing is all i have
it makes the world more bearable
so my life's less irritable
getting bored again
running out of ink for my pen
like a good question thats pending
this mindset is never ending
