My poem

This is a short poem that i wrote, hope you enjoy it.

Dreary Gray
by: Shannon wotton

I'm stuck in this day of dreary gray, with nothing to do and less to say.
I'm worse then Bord and border then worse, doing less then nothing, here I lay.
How I long for fun and adventures galore.
My mind often wonders and all my thoughts sore,
to a time people held onto life by a finger.
I want to be there but still here I linger.
For one quick second a look away and gone was my day of dreary gray!
I have to much to do and more to say,
as quick as it comes it all goes away.

That's what I have, what do you think?