Why am I so bored?
I would say I am bored to death
But still find myself alive
With nothing do but stay bored
My mind is a mess
Wondering all over the place
Keeping me awake when I need sleep
Putting me to sleep when I need to work
I need to pull myself together
I need focus and get my work done
But all I can think of is thousand different things.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is also called love. thanks.