Of the Poem of Boredom

Well,i wrote this during the dreadful GP lecture period.Here we go:

Boredom is killing me,
So much so that i cannot see.
My bladder's bursting,I need to pee.
Or I might drench my pants and soak my tee.

An imaginary knife i used to stab
Myself in the stomach.Oh!What a gap!
Caught in this boredom like a fly in a web,
Shut up you immature!Oh,what a brat!

So i closed my eyes and let out a sigh,
Im just a sleepy man,a worn out guy.
I am here now,with thoughts in the sky,
Boredom!Boredom!Fly away fly!

Head is dizzy,eyes are fuzzy.
Mind is spinning,mouth is drooling.
She is talking,still not stopping.
Voices are sounding,softly killing.