Boredom... Poem by MyIner Agony

An uneasy feeling of nothing to do
nothing but silence just isn't good
staring at ceiling, walls, doors
I even enjoy watching myself go dizzy
what to do
what to do
listening to my own heart beat is boring too
layin' head on my papers
I would draw I just need new ideas
making a beat out of my own breathing
Inhale Exhale
Thump thump thump
listening to cars and the train horn
watching my dreads dangle in front of my eyes
I really wish I was high
Never mind I'm getting sleepy
Listening to my own stomach grumble.... I should go eat....Nah
never mind I don't feel like cooking this time
Oh My God! Siting still is so hard, no games to play, no chores to do,
no good books to read.
Wow I'm bored
I'm writing cause I'm bored
uuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhh.........
This...Is Straight....Bordom