Bored, Bored every day
There isn't nothing to do anyway.
No one near by
So time can't fly by
Alone in this house, alone
All I can do is moan.
Laptop and Phone have no meaning
Unless I finish my cleaning
TV off limits
unless i get a few minutes
With out these things
Nothing has meaning
Grounded in my room alone
Without a phone.
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