Boring

Julia Laurosiewicz

I am boring 

That’s what you said

I am boring

So is the world 

We’re not enough 

We never were

And it’s hard to imagine 

Because it’s not fair

Because what I see

Are colourful skies

Amazing people

Beautiful eyes

Kindness and love

Friendship and care

And I feel sad for you 

That all you see there

It’s boredom and not much

Or nothing at all

Where I see butterflies 

Sunshines and much more