i guess i’m out of ideas
how can it be i’ve got nothing to say
i used to think i was good
i used to say this came naturally
but now there’s nothing, no words, no wisdom
not even nothing about the life that i once lived
this is were hours go by
this piece of paper makes me feel sick
i slowly start to confess
i never got it, i’m just a mess
i’m not ironic, i’m not sarcastic
i’m not poetic nor am i good with words
what’s left to say?
oh, nothing to say, how cruel
who do you think you fool?
you’ll never get it right
this is a tragic fight
can’t you see?
this is not what you are meant to be
i start adjusting my chair
i’m getting ready to write about love
that was a desperate attempt
my brain is blank and i stare at the wall
i’m not dramatic, i’m not romantic
i’ve got no talent, nor am i good with rhymes
come on, give up!
oh, nothing to say…