Have you even felt bored,

With nothing to do?

Everything becomes,

Repeated again too?

Have you ever gotten out,

Of that fun eating trap?

Found the way out,

On an old worn out map?

Have you ever felt strange,

That you have too much time?

That not much makes sense,

So you start to rhyme?

Have you ever felt unsure,

Of what to do next?

Felt like what you do,

Has become hexed?

So now that I know,

What to do.

I suddenly thought,

That maybe you should too.

Get up and go outside,

Start to feel the breeze.

The silent, plesant air,

Rushing through the trees.

Go feel the sun,

beat down on your head.

Know do you regret,

Getting out of bed?

Go for a walk,

Or a stroll on the beach.

An aura of peace,

The ocean can teach.

Go for a run,

Feel the wild in your hair.

Go to a music show,

Or to even a town fair.

Go play at the playground,

Or a stroll at the park.

Anyone can tell you,

Where to start.

Now that you know,

What outside can behold.

Do let screens hold you back,

From being so bold.

TV, Computers and DS’,

Stop being fun.

So why not go outside,

Feel the warmth of the sun?