Not feeling great

Working upstairs in lonely room

outside the window pathetic gloom

lends me the feeling my misery friend

I cannot wait until day's end.




Nothing to do, nowhere to go

it's not too common I feel this low.

Full of ideas and hobbies, too

but not today, I just can't do.




I need to go and see the faces

but of all the common, usual places

bookstore seems empty, the books are dull

gym is revolting, I hate them all!