I don’t feel like doing anything today.
I don’t feel like writing a poem.
I’m too lazy to think of words to say.
I really miss my bed, I want to go home.

I wish I can tell you how I feel but
The words are hidden behind my lips.
Being shy can be a kick in the butt.
So I’ll lay here and eat my bag of chips.

There are a lot of things that keeps me cool.
Like music helps my ignore everything.
Man I can’t wait to graduate high school.
Being here in school seems everlasting.

Many people say I’m always depress,
What they say is true but I could care less.