I love staying out until dark
dusk is my favorite time to embark
going home causes me to become eager
there's nothing to do for the seeker
television is okay but it's not productive
playing cards is fine though deductive
I tend to travel to deep inside myself
I must learn to inactively propel
It seems they continue inventing things
to hinder self-sufficiency without strings
it's not called boredom for this I fight
we can't drive he can't distinguish at night
there's so much to say but I won't attempt
it's not worth the repercussions for to kempt
I can't relieve but to notice on this page
the lines are much longer when I have words to engage
I still don't understand an Iambic Pentameter
or I'd be writing Sonnets in place of rhymes in centimeter
all I need is the right teacher
I learned algebra from another dreamer
I surely didn't learn it in school
monotone didn't work for me as a rule
privacy would be admirable as I jot down this theme
one could dream
If I knew...
There probably won’t be tomorrow
Forever anew
Time... I can only learn to borrow
And I’m learning to take things
Learning a better self to let go
Learning to sleep for better dreams
Learning for days where nights will hold
Serving without purpose
Nerving in accidents
Given a cure, I need a curse
Given a moment, I need incidents
And I wouldn’t want to know
No more do I wish what tomorrow will bring
Suited to all without a major role
Of the one thing I did learn... nothing is what it seems
That much, that few
Simply in time, we inactively flow
Tomorrow to always be new
And of life... I can never borrow
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