Boredom

I hate being bored,

It’s just so boring.

Do you know what I mean?

Doubt it,

Let me show you.

 

You’re sick of games,

You’re sick of tv,

You’re sick of electronics,

You’re sick of eating candy,

You have nothing do,

Because you’ve done everything,

Now you just sit there,

Waiting for something interesting.

You’re sick of outdoors,

You’re sick of old toys,

You’re sick of your parents,

So you can say

You’re sick of being bored,

For one day.

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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