Spoiler
This is literally based exactly on my feelings right now - but at least I've got a poem written in the notepad now!!!
My sister gave me a notepad,
But I don't know what to write.
Blank pages they stare up at me,
The taunt me day and night.
My sister gave me a notepad,
And I'll tell you what she said:
'Keep creating lots of people,
In that clever little head.'
But all characters evade me,
No plot lines come to mind,
And when it comes to scenery,
My imagination's blind.
My sister gave me a notepad,
I'll write in it, I pray,
But for now I'll close it tightly,
And wait another day.
