A Bored Poem

The moon is nowhere to be seen, 

Yes but that’s good enough for me,

The first day that you were supposed to be in, 

The same mechanism as usual, 

Yes we can get together and eat something like the green beans for lunch, 

Totally understand why you can’t take the time to get your life straight, 

You say you are too lazy to get your shit together, 

You are too tired of your headaches and the green beans, 

You only talk about yourself,

Take your good mornings and sleepovers,

You are not wanted here.

This “poem” was written using the keyboard’s predictive or intuitive feature (I don`t know how it is called), out of boredom, and also wanted to investigate how would that poem look and sound like. I like it. Of course, I edited a bit so it makes sense. Please, comment, make suggestions, critique it, or whatever. Thanks for stopping by.