BoredomA Poem by Marie Kinnett
I sit here and twiddle my thumbs
swinging my legs and feet wondering what to do so bored out of my mind Time trickles like sand Each second feeling like a minute Time taking its toll on the mind Feels like I'm going insane Slowly but surely A thread being pulled slowly unraveling a pool at my feet My brain and thoughts fighting boxing it out for the top spot The racing need to stand right up Trying to fight the bore of the thought in my head
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Added on February 19, 2026 Last Updated on March 10, 2026 AuthorMarie KinnettAboutHi, I'm sixteen. I"m a girl. I love reading, writing, and crocheting. I spend my free time hanging out with my friends and family. Oldest of seven, and love them all. Like to read comments to improve .. more.. |

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