The Same Spot Poem by who knows
The Same Spot
What to do when there's nothing to do
Is something she'd always look up
Her mind was constantly running
She was constantly sitting here
Same spot
Same bed
Same room
Same time
It was that same thing everyday
Same schedule
She hated it
She needed something more
She needs to constantly do something
She can't constantly sit
She doesn't have anyone
So she sits alone.
Waiting for something to do.
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