Poem: Bored

 

by Cheung Pak Yau 6B

 
 

Bored

“I’m bored.”

That's what they all say.

They whine and cry,

Repeating “ I'm bored”.

My friends say,

“I'm bored!”

“Let's play some games!”

Without a second thought.

But what if we weren’t bored?

What if we stopped for a second

To think about what we’ve done?

What have we done to better our lives?

I sat in my room all day

locked away my playthings,

threw away the key.

And thought about my goals.

My goals you say?

I want to become a writer

To write about my travels.

Did I mention?

I want to travel the world.

I want to travel to Egypt!

To see the pyramids.

I want to travel to Japan,

To eat the infamous sushi.

“I'm bored”

That’s what they all say.

Why don't you stop and think,

And let your thoughts run wild?

PCPS