I Am Bored Poem by Randy McClave

Because of my own actions and accord
I sit in my house bored,
There is nothing for me to read or to do
And no dreams or actions for me to pursue.
So, upon my couch I sit and I just don't care,
I wish I wasn't here, but instead way over there.

On my guitar I again struck the wrong cord
And my response is, I am bored,
What to do next, I have not a clue
I look about my house and there is nothing to do.
I think to myself why don't I just take another nap,
Maybe then while asleep I can escape this trap.

Someday I will find my final and just reward
But, until then I am bored,
If only I were given a puzzle piece or even a clue
Then I would know what I am supposed to do.
Until then, on my chair I will sit and contemplate,
Maybe this scenario is truly my fate.

Unto tomorrow and the day after that, I look forward
As for today I am tired and bored,
Maybe then there will be something for me to do
Instead of me crying and complaining with "Boo Hoo"
I am now so tense and uninspired,
How I now wish that from work, I had never retired.

Randy L. McClave