If there's one thing that I always hate,
It is when my life seems to stagnate.
And when it's wheels grind to halt.
I may then try to see what is at fault.

I have lost all of get up and go.
I ask: What should I do? But do not know.
Could I find something that is exciting,
Play a sport? Or just do some writing?

My mind is a large but empty chest.
Totally devoid of all interest.
I'd love to have a hobby or pastime.
But all I do is to stare at the time.

But am I bored or I am boring?
Are there places where I could go exploring?
Are there new things that I could do and see?
So perhaps the fault is within me.