hey i'm bored. feel like writing a poem.
o'levels are on the way, and i still feel gay.
as the days pass, i still play.
my friends are mugging, but i'm slugging.
after bumming then i'll start running.
somehow i feel that i'm not doing enough.
maybe its true, or maybe its just a hunch.
nevertheless, i'll start studying after lunch.
okay, i'm done. for some stupid reason that makes me feel better.
