This is the result of free time in Ada...
the results of boredom
Published on January 10, 2006 By MrSr In Writing
Today I feel bored, sitting here in my pharmacy class.
I cannot pay attention, but I think the class I'll still pass.
Time will come and go; this everyone knows,
but right not it's moving oh so slow.
The guy next to me would rather be playing a game of Battlefield 1942
or snuggling up next to his girlfriend, watching a movie or two;
that will do.
Maybe I'd be sitting back, reading an interesting tale,
but I'm half-asleep, hearing about a book by Martindale.
As I sit, hands cramping, and ponder why I am writing this
I feel as though I am missing out on an unstated bliss.
So somebody please save me from this boredom,
but no one's here; why won't you come?
Five minutes left; there's no time to spare
for I'd like to breathe that cold, fresh air.

Comments
on Jan 10, 2006
yay nick! happiness to you and your first poem!