This Poem Was Just Something I wrote In Class Because I Was Bored
As I sit in class I write this poem
I want to get up, but I can not roam
I sit and do nothing almost everytime
I wanna go home but its only quarter to nine
I have nothing to do I have nothing to say
I tend to fall asleep almost everyday
I got up real early right aound 5
After going to bed around 9: 39
I get up get dressed, and tried to look cool
I looked for the clothes that I bought just for school
I dont know why I bother it never pays off
Then I go walk to school, and tend to get lost
I find a mirror and I look into it
At first I looked great and then saw a HUGE zit
I scream and then run, and crash into a tree
Man it would suck if you had to be me
I tilt back and fall right into a stream
Some kids walk by and laugh wow they are mean
I get up to punch them and fall righ back down
Now the water was deeper and I started to drown
But yet I can breath even though I am under
And then I wake to the sound
Of the crackiling thunder
