i was stucked for 1.5hrs. nothing to say

i want to leave this hell in cell and go somewhere else
just anywhere except here
less a dollar i dun care
i just want to get out. nothing else matters

we get frustrated when we are left with no choice
we get frustrated when we have to make so many choices
we complain when there's just so much things to do at work
we complain when slacking at home is even busier than at work
when we want to exercise. we give that lousy no time excuse
when there's time. we say there are better things to do
work on weekdays=not enough sleep=tired
weekends no work=can sleep dont want sleep=tired
walau writing poem ah
thats what i do when i get bored with blogging

its not easy to do this and when i did
im left with nothing
haix. just as i thought
its back again