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A poem that has to do with boredom. |
| It's So Boring Being Alone! Six in the morning I woke up with smile, I was on the cloud nine dreaming for awhile, My Yaya knocked on the door But I wanted more and more I wanted to sleep, wanted to soar Didn't want my feet on the floor. Now eating sandwich with peanut butter, Milk shake in my mouth but I want water. I don't know what I feel now, I want to scream but how? I have nothing else to do Pointing my eyes on what she(yaya) does No, no, no, I don't want this feeling anymore. Bored oh bored, oh I don't think I will stick on this kind of click. My life, my life is blessed but I don't taste happiness Oh I want friends yes, wishing for the best. Watching T.V. programs, and reading telegrams, Having tantrums, slam the drum and BAM Turn on and off the lights, DUM DUM. I'm all alone staying here on my throne. It's so boring! |