I'm here in my mom's office
Bored within every crevice.
I turn on my lappy,
before I take a *****.

I open up my Chrome,
and I feel so at home,
excited to finally go
to the sites that will surely make me a hobo.

Tumblr
Twitter
and ask.fm
.

Ask.fm
I try to enter.
But you know what I see?
FREAKIN WEB FILTER.

I try to go on Twitter,
giddy as I enter.
But do you know what I see?
FREAKIN WEB FILTER.

So now I'm left with Tumblr,
the site is such a wonder,
Because I go wherever,
But there's never WEB FILTER.

And now I cry,
with tears of blood gone dry.
I cry
I cry.

I wanna go on ask,
coz to torment people there is my task.
But now I can't.
So I cry I cry I cry.

I wanna tweet,
and make people smell my feet.
To share with my followers my despair,
But WTH I'll just sit on my chair.

So now I'm left with Tumblr
and okay fine Hello Poetry.
And I dunno what to do with my life.
So I cry I cry I cry.