Bored Poem by Harley White

I'm bored with having everything— I'm running out of wishes—
With being served such lavish and delicious gourmet dishes.
I'm even bored with never having any work to do.
I'm bored… definitely bored… It's true.

I'm bored with this whole palace and everything that's in it—
With being treated like a queen every single minute-
With rubies, sapphires, emeralds, pearls, and, diamonds, too—
I'm bored… definitely bored… It's true.

What's the use of all this money?
I'd still be rich with half.
When I think of something funny,
there's no one else around to laugh—
except me, myself, and I—
I'm so bored with my own company…
I could die—

With gowns of silk and satin I must admit I'm bored—
With teaching myself Latin and playing the harpsichord.
I've everything a girl could want, so why am I so blue?
I'm bored… definitely bored… It's true.