I am freaking bored.
Here's something I wrote... just for the 'ell of it. And because I hate summer, too.
Infernal summer, hear my cry.
Strike me with hail, bury me in snow.
I'm melting, melting,
like the Popsicle dropped on my front lawn
by the horde of kids my mother wants me to watch.
It's too hot outside,
the AC is too cold.
The windows won't go down.
Infernal summer, why won't you let me die?
Screw vacation time, this is hell.
I know... that wasn't one of my best pieces. But I felt like writing something, so nyeah.
Here's something I wrote... just for the 'ell of it. And because I hate summer, too.
Infernal summer, hear my cry.
Strike me with hail, bury me in snow.
I'm melting, melting,
like the Popsicle dropped on my front lawn
by the horde of kids my mother wants me to watch.
It's too hot outside,
the AC is too cold.
The windows won't go down.
Infernal summer, why won't you let me die?
Screw vacation time, this is hell.
I know... that wasn't one of my best pieces. But I felt like writing something, so nyeah.
