I'm so bored
Out of my fucking mind
Start a riot
To pass the time
So Bored
Out of my fucking mind
Nothing better to do but
Commit a crime
Sitting in my room
Contemplating life
Think I'm going crazy
I think I've lost my mind
Staring at the ceiling
Counting all the cracks
There is a very thin line
Between boring and relaxed
I'm so bored
Out of my fucking mind
Start a riot
To pass the time
So Bored
Out of my fucking mind
Nothing better to do but
Commit a crime
Nobody here to talk to
There's nobody around
No events are going on
There's nothing in this town
I'm starting to kick crayons
Just so I could laugh
Try to keep from going crazy
But I think that point has passed
I'm so bored
Out of my fucking mind
Start a riot
To pass the time
So Bored
Out of my fucking mind
Nothing better to do but
Commit a crime
Think I'll go for a walk
A change of scenery
Maybe it'll do some good
Just have to wait in see
These shoes aren't much for walking
My feet are cracked and bleeding
But I'll do the same tomorrow because
These days just keep repeating
I'm so bored
Out of my fucking mind
Start a riot
To pass the time
So Bored
Out of my fucking mind
Nothing better to do but
Commit a crime
Author notes
Not really much of a "poem" it's more of a song.
new song
Comments
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This is Awesome
I laughed at kicking a crayon, and I can empathise with being so bored and walking in shitty shoes, but doing it over and over anyway because there's nothing better to do. I've been there. It's cool you wrote about such a simple subject. When everything else has passed, it all comes down to boredom. -
meeting strangers...
"These shoes aren't much for walking
My feet are cracked and bleeding
But I'll do the same tomorrow because
These days just repeating"
poetic. Don't be bored. I'm online to talk to!
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