Blah

I guess I’ll push out some words tonight

Because they say I’ll lose my touch if I don’t

But I can’t help but feel useless in my lack of ideas

Because not much is going through my mind

That voice in the back of my head

That tells me I’m not a writer

Is hard to ignore

When concepts are so hard to grasp

I do not know what direction belongs to me

And maybe I’m afraid to complain too much

So I lay on my comfy couch

Spouting worthless speeches that do not entertain

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