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...