This is perhaps the STUPIDEST thing you will ever read in your ENTIRE lifetime, and I am sorry if this kills some of your braincells from reading this stupid poem that I was trying to write.
As the time goes by
I wonder why
What's the point in learning?
As I sit here staring
Not really caring
What tomorrow brings
Staring at an empty space
As I sit here in this lonely place
Waiting for the time to go
It's boring me I cannot handle
I wish this place were full of candles
That I might have the warmth of its light
For night is here and I can't sleep
or else I wish to feel defeat
of what I have not done
Misery is what I feel
I might be brought to tears
for I have not done what it is I must
My head is numb
I must succumb
to the fact I cannot win
That is why
I sit here and try
to think of a stupid poem
Misery is what I feel
I wish I could just focus here
and get thoughts in my head
It will not place upon itself
a face of words for which to tell
what the point is of this useless self
The point of learning
is the stirring of our hearts
that are yearning to
feel the Joy of success
I'm sorry that
you sat through this
and hope you have
a better time then I am
and that is the end of my stupid poem. I am very sorry that you sat through this and read this stupid thing.
It's really not too bad, my dear. And, it got you another post on your blog (600 words though, I don't know). ;-)
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