Oh,
to complain,
whilst sitting,
on a plane.
To scream,
poor me,
whilst laying,
in the shade.
Oh life,
be it,
too easy?
Oh life,
be it,
too hard?
Bored,
be these pointless beings.
Bored,
be the lives they lead.
Bored,
be each second.
Be this,
the reason,
for constant competing?
Be this,
the reason to strive,
for greatness?
©yungb123
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