Life can be a bore
A huge loud snore
Excitement is needed more
Mischievous adventures like never before
Life can get old
Makes me wanna fold
Need it to be bold
The lack hasn't got me sold
Life has become stagnant
Attracting lethargy like a magnet
The good old days just fragments
Day after day feeling so repugnant
Feeling like my life hasn't any adventure, reason, or purpose at the present moment. So I'll write to keep me from being frustrated.