I'm Bored

I don't know what to write about.
I've ran out of ideas now.
My mind once vivid and stout
Now is mushy, gushy chow.

Should I write about making out?
Should I write about a big cow?
Should I write about water spouts?
Perhaps write about big-eyed owls?

I'm bored and don't know what to do.
I'm writing about nothing at all.
I could be writing about you…
Perhaps it's you I want to draw…

I could start a fight in my class…
I don't know, I'm just really bored.
I could stick pens up someone's ass…
Screw pens! I could just use a sword.

Right now, I am lost in my thoughts.
I could yell a lot of bad words,
Attempt a break-out and get caught,
Steal a rifle and shoot at birds…

I'm bored from sitting in one place…
Maybe I'll go look at the sun.
Maybe I will go run a race.
Maybe I'll go do something fun!