♪Lazing on a Sunday Afternoon♪

If you haven't heard Queen's "Lazing on a Sunday Afternoon", click here.

Anyway, here's my poem for today.

Bored

I get bored easily
But it's not too bad.
Sunday afternoons are a time to be bored
So you have a reason not to be bored of being bored...

Right?

Sad

Falling

I'm a broken soul
I fall to earth's pull
Gravity pulls me down
And I crash to the ground

People come to watch me fall
Maybe I'm not so lucky after all
They try to reach out to catch me
But I'm falling right out of their reach

They watch me as I fall so slow
Another innocent one taking a blow
I never wanted this crucifixion
All I wanted was something to begin

July

It's July, and July means lazing around, having a garage sale, watching Star Wars, and finishing up my paper work. Here's a poem about it.

Summer

The summer sun is beginning to set
But the day has only just begun
The days blend together
But that seems alright.

After a while, you miss everyone
They seem so far away
But you can't forget them.
You miss them so much.

Do they miss you as much?

That's the question.

But the answer is impossible to know.