Bored

It was so fun and entertaining after I finished my test.
I’ll sit and do nothing just like the rest
of the people that play games all of the time.
Well, here I am trying to make sentences rhyme.

Honestly, it’s not going too bad.
And honestly, this poem is kinda rad!
Two minutes ‘till the bell and I’m ready to leave.
Just want something interesting, like a weave

that’s been snatched in front of the class.
Or maybe it could be a loud shatter of glass.
It doesn’t matter what, but I need something cool
to happen like someone standing on a stool.

I’m already passed my boredom and I’m done with this poem.
I’m in reading class now; to the lesson I say, “Know ‘em.”
Oh how I hate what my grade has scored.
If only my brain just wasn’t so bored.