Where's the cure for the bored and lonely?

Could I beg of myself the blame
maybe a little more -
stretch to my neck,
and I could see above it all.
Days go so slow,
I'm finding time with no devotion.

We prance around unfavorably,
where's the cure for
the bored and lonely.
If not for you,
there's no glory
in stargazing battles
of the bored and lonely.

Feel this night
an ending,
an entrance in sight
I know how to feel two circuits.