Boredom seems to steer me,
In to some weird plea,
Makes me want to be free,
But I still seem to be bound to its infinity,
Yea, its so boring here and I don’t know what to say,
So I guess I’ll just write a little poem to make it go away,
Not sure what to fill these lines with,
So I’ll just ramble and shift,
Hoping that it will bring an uplift,
Some sort of rift,
In my thought of mind,
The state that I seem to find,
Myself in, and these rhymes are kinda getting annoying,
But I continue to keep on deploying,
Words coming out at no real pressure,
Just flowing out and give me some pleasure,
Simplicity at its greatest right here,
Continuously going and with each word I sneer,
Now I seem to be stuck,
Wow that line did suck,
Almost like a rhyme I wrote in which I didn’t know what to say,
And it seems to continue to keep going that way,
Not that you figured out that, it was just kept to me(may),
Strange that the rhymes are the easiest at the middle but so hard to start,
I wonder if maybe its cause as I get into the song I get more into my heart,
More into what im trying to truly say and what im trying to show,
To the people who read this today, but they already know,
That the rhymes behind this are not for just me,
But for anybody,
Who feels the only time that they’re truly themselves,
When they’re lost in the rhyme that they’re trying to tell.