It's been a drifting couple weeks
Aimless round and round
Like I'm searching for something
That'll never be found
And the crumpled paper
Piles up
So maybe I messed up again
Humans tend to fail
And try and try and try again
All to no avail
And I've snapped another
Pencil
The words keep dying on the page
Please live and dance and write
I'm screaming at the notebook
Each and every night
And it's almost time to
Give up
But one day inspiration strikes
The pen wakes up to sing
And twelve pages of scribbles
Will help me to begin
So I start the long
Journey
