Sitting in a classroom
Waiting for class to end
but sighing when you see the next class begin
Trying to find a friend
To help you along
Talking to ease your mind
But it only lasts so long
And there's always an exess
This is what you get
For too much time
And nothing to do
Killing your thoughts
In their prime
What has this world come to?
All the pain it's brought
How does it stay alive?
I'll tell you how
It feeds off your mind
Stays there secretly
Waiting for the right moment
To strike
To kill
I sigh as it overcomes me yet again
Boredom
Submission Name: Boredom
