Boredom is a sloppy drawing,
Like ink without a pen,
There is no dot worth pointing out.
Boredom is an unfinished project,
Balsa to cherry wood,
Radio to ultra violet,
Like fire without a flint,
There is no wood worth burning.
Boredom is the failure’s mantra,
Like a rebel without a cause,
There is no deviance worth deferring.