Monisha Meadows

Bored On Saturday

Sitting On The Bed
Bored Out My Mind
The Only Kid Home On A Saturday
No Celly, No Food
I'm Hungry!
Nobody To Talk To
Bored Out My Mind
My Head Hurts
I Want To Do Something
I Am Bored Out My Mind
I Can't Sleep
I Can't Eat
THERE'S NO FOOD
HERE I AM ON A SATURDAY NIGHT WRITING POEMS AND I AM OFFICIALLY BORED OUT MY MIND!

Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 21, 2009
Poem Edited: Wednesday, October 7, 2009

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