Bored poem

I am Boredom, the silent thief of time,
I creep into your days, uninvited,
I dull your senses, drain your mind,
And make each moment feel divided.
I am the enemy of excitement,
The absence of stimulation,
I am the feeling of emptiness,
And the lack of motivation.
I am the weight that drags you down,
The feeling of being trapped,
I am the monotony of routine,
And the longing for a change of cap.
I am the enemy of creativity,
The killer of inspiration,
I am the obstacle to progress,
And the cause of frustration.
I am Boredom, the silent thief of time,
I am the enemy of life,
But with a little effort,
You can banish me from your life.
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