I know that I’m not just a waste
I think therefore I am
I know each minute can’t be replaced
I’d love some strawberry jam
Do I exist beyond my words?
Or was I written off?
But that would sound somewhat absurd
Excuse me if I cough
I’m the imperfect lines in poetry
The scribbles in some pad
The jagged sketches, incomplete
I’ve gone completely mad
I’m the splattered paint in canvas board
The neon among the pale
The sweetest in a pile of gourd
The epic win in fail
The name’s ddrei, remember that
So we can get along
I am ddrei, remember well
And I’ll sing you a song
Unfortunately, I'm still alive and kicking. I'm so bored right now. I don't know how to even start to kill boredom. Its driving me nuts! There seriously is nothing interesting these days. Other than watching the Academy Awards yesterday. I am so bored. I'm stuck here at home doing nothing and having nothing interesting else to do. God this is killing me.
I've been babbling about being bored for quite some time. Just bare with me for a while. I really have nothing more to do but release my boredom here, right?
I'm getting tired of thinking about boring stuff to say, so I guess I'll take my leave.