Nothing to do, nowhere to go,
Looking for a topic to write about.
Searching, searching finding nothing,
Wanting everything. Waiting.
For the day to arrive,
For the package to come.
For my birthday, turning 16!
Topics now flow as if liquid.
Minds are a puzzle, a mystery, a game
Shifting, changing, constantly thinking
Always moving, "how interesting!"
Sleep beckons me, now its time for a conclusion.
Night fades in, good night.
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