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Jun 2012
I'm bored.
I often hear friends and others say.
But when asked why?
That's the question's they can't explain.

I'm tired.
I often hear many profess.
When asked why?
They have many reasons to confess.

When in general they was performing a job test.
Or didn't try to find enjoyment in things they like.
Boredom comes from being unwilling to do.
All the things that brings excitements to you.

I'm bored.
Many are quickly to say.
But when push for explanations.
You'll be surprised by the things folks say.

Life is about fulfillments.
Which many of us controls.
And boredom is a logic we accepts.
When we simply don't set goals.

Why be bored?
When life is a blessing.
Why be bored?
When life is a treasure.

Measure by the things we accomplish,
To know all its wonders.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
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