7 August 2012
My brain is rolling around in my skull It just doesn't seem to work right today Everything feels pretty boring and dull It wasn't much different yesterday
That's the thing I don't like about summer There's to much free time to waste Most of my days turn out to be bummer I feel like the little kid who would eat paste
Other people go on vacations and have fun No, not me, I just stay home It's been a long time since I've gone on one I don't really travel this earthly dome
I'm almost bored out of my mind But I guess I have lots to do I feel like there's no one else of my kind To this species I feel like I'm new
Are my poems really any good I silently wonder in my head Of course they must be at least as good as food Because if not than them nobody would've read
Slow Day • Opuss № I