Not like it matters or anything but,
How many times have I gone through this?
Every performance I see is like a strut,
I dont think I even have to reminisce.
Everything around me is getting kinda boring,
Though not so boring I might wanna die.
The tasks they give me are quite getting soring,
But it doesn't mean I might cry.
Atleast I have a few people who care about me,
It makes the room more lively.
Though, I think staying in my room the whole day may be better,
But, I guess I can do that later.
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I was planning to make a longer poem but that wouldn't fit the title, would it? Inspired by that OC I've wrote about multiple times.
YOU ARE READING
Random poems
Poetryidk rly I'm just bored and decided to share my poems cuz sharing them with my friends only is just getting boring oh and since these ARE random poems, they actually are. most aren't related to eachother in any way so deal with it if none makes sense...
