bored

boredom is a powerful thing

it can take you to places in your head

 

it can take you in the sky

floating above the clouds

letting the warm sun melt on your face

like a slice of butter on warm toast

 

and it can also hurl you to the down

like a bird with clipped wings

thinking that its flying

untill it hits the ground

This poem is about: 
Me

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