I shouldn’t be afraid of the sun
Still, i’m delighted when it’s so cold I can see my own breath
On Tuesday it was so windy it bit my cheeks
I smiled so big, then looked over my shoulder
But I belong in the snow

I need new material
But everything is so very boring to me
I am NOT unhinged
I just want one cinematic kiss
My head in the hands of a cinematic person

I’m so very sad in such a gorgeous way
I’m so sad that I’ll take a shower and put on my hot girl makeup
I’ll pout and scowl and look deliciously sulky
I’m so hot
I’m so cool
Is this a boring poem?
It was written by a boring person