*This one is about my weekend*

[batonprincess]

There's not much going on today.
I'm really bored, it's getting late.
What happened to my Saturday?
Monday's coming, the day I hate.

Sit on the bed alone, staring at the phone.
wasn't what I wanted, what I thought, no.
will no one just callme or knock on the door?
This is getting boring
not really what I was hoping for.

This is when I start to bite my nails.
And clean my room when all else fails.
I think it's time for me to bail.
This point of view is getting stale.

Sit on the bed alone, staring at the phone.
wasn't what I wanted, what I thought, no.
knock on the door!I
I'm getting bored
isn't really what I was hoping for.