sitting on these steps...

As i sit and do nothing,
As i sit and stare;
I see a group of people,
Boy i wish i was there.

As i sit and search through my backpack,
as i sit and count the stairs;
I am dying of boredom,
This sh*t isn't fair.

I search through my pockets,
to find some change;
to buy myself a coffee,
These pictures are out of my range.

I wish i knew some of these "cool people"
So i wont be starring at my phone,
So i wont be sitting and doing nothing,
I guess I'll keep counting the steps,
Up high to down low.