Bored

by Emm   Aug 26, 2005


I sit alone,
My head buried in my hands,
Wondering,
Thinking,
Day dreaming,
I'm bored.
I'm waiting for the rain to fall,
A friend to call,
A trip to the mall,
Anything,
Because I am bored.
Transforming my thoughts into words on one single sheet of paper,
Bored.

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  • 18 years ago

    by Emm

    Thanx all