Bored. I stare aimlessly out the window Trying to lose myself within my own mind. Time passes by. Bored. Do the countless, immobile blades of grass outside of my window feel this? Does my purring, imprisoned sidekick feel this? Time passes by. Boredom- Loneliness harbors me. Are you bored? If so, let us dance togethor. Let us trample this mutual boredom with our shuffling feet. Nay, impossible! Improbable! this dream, partnership. For if I was with you I would not be bored. What would I be without the only thing I have? Boredom. And time passes by.