THE BALLAD OF BOREDOM.

The Ballad of Boredom.

I'm starting to get lonely now,

And boredom comes to see.

It's something that I can't allow,

He can't catch up with me.

I've tried to keep his hands at bay,

To occupy myself,

But morning brings another day,

To test my mental health.

I've built creative castle walls,

To halt his next attack,

But patiently he waits and calls,

He wants his best friend back.

At times I want to let him in,

So I'm not on my own,

But comfort's found in his chagrin,

And knowing he's alone.

I won't give in and let him near,

To feel his fetid breath,

So if he tries to come in here,

I'll bore myself to death.