Summery: A poem about reading an untinteresting book for school

Uninterested:

Flipping the pages

unable to focus

the words are a blur

it seems like hocus pocus.


Reading books for class

is never much fun

unless it's interesting

then I'd be done.


There isn't much time

and I have much to go.

I can't sit and read

so the book becomes my foe.


My energy seems wasted

sitting in front of this book.

I have to give up.

I can't give it another look.