Boredom

Boredom has taken over,
And now I must discover,
Something to do,
Crap it, I'm through.
No choice but to sit here,
Until my eyes are filled with tears,
Tears is boredness,
But it's better than being so stressed.
Got no pencil,
Have no paper,
To draw or write about my haters.
So I guess I'll just sit still.