poor little upside-down cake...your bottom's on your top.

fimmtudagur, febrúar 04, 2010

From A long time ago...at least it feels like a long time

I'm bored...lets see if my mind can spontaneously come up with something worth saving.

What to do? Oh, what to do!
The mac lab in use seems like a lame excuse

Homework is due and there's a chance of snow
Class may be canceled but I still don't know

My brain is like a calm sea
Nothing on the surface, but everything beneath

Can I sink and stir up the thoughts that lie at the bottom?
Can I pull them up and find a word to rhyme?

No, I guess not! This is getting worse by the minute,
Its horrid but I just can't get myself to stop!

Only half the lines even rhyme!
Its sad to say that I have all this time

And nothing to do, nobody to talk to
Nothing to read and no one on fb

I will quit here before I make things worse,
The content of this poem really seems quite perverse

To make anybody waste their time with reading this,
just has to be a sin

The end in sight, time almost spent,
I guess, I hope that I win!

OK WOW! So I am so tempted to ditch this trash...but something in me won't allow it. Guess I'll laugh about it later.

...later (4-17-2010) Really, looking at this now its not that bad...kinda funny and so I'm going to post it. :)