I’m just so bored
But with poetry, my excitement is restored
The clock is ticking
Perfectly selecting the letters I’m picking
Eyes pinned on the screen
Individual pixels can be seen
1:00 AM the hours pass by
Like cloud briefly resting in the sky
I try so hard
But for in a deck, I am a card
Not even a good one
but it is fun
I enjoy writing even though my skills lack
Ouch I think I hurt my back
That’s what I get for writing for such a long time
I guess there’s nothing more addicting than the rhyme