Trying to write something, I am sitting in my study
Looking for inspiration, I find scrunched up papers on the ground,
The ink in my pen is running dry, the paper’s empty.
I blink and stare into space, its so silent here- not a sound.
I have so many thoughts running in my mind like-
Who is big brother and how the Titanic sank.
But when my nib touches the paper,
I lose it, Can’t get it - I just go blank!
There are so many issues to talk about
Like global warming and whales,
I have to spread the word to my friends
About movies and shoe sales.
Maybe offer some advice
On a crush or bad hair day
Or which outfit is cuter,
If only I could have my say.
But alas! I can’t do that
Because every time I try,
My thoughts refuse to come on paper
And I don’t understand why!
