She put her head in her arms
Staring at a bunch of children playing soccer.
She noted that they were terrible and that she should stop watching them play
But she continued watching them anyway.
After a long time, it began to rain.
The children slowly dispersed, and she had nothing to watch.
Raindrops began racing down the window.
She watched as they collided.
Too lazy to pick up a pencil and draw a picture, she decided to think.
She thought about the children playing.
She thought about the raindrops.
She thought about how boring everything was.
And she went to sleep.
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Random Poems
PoetryI always think of the most random poems when I'm bored. Some of them are actually good, so it would be a waste if I didn't write them down. I also think of them when I'm upset.
