Words in the wind

I like to write,
But don't have anything to say.
'Cause it gets mixed up
And jumbled in my brain
And sometimes it comes down
Like a waterfall and rain.
And I don't have enough buckets
To keep it all sustained
So I'm back at square one
Writing doodles with my pens
So many thoughts
In my wandering mind
With so little time
And I'm almost out of rhymes
So before I lose the rhythm
And ruin this poem.
I'll end it right now.
POOF!!
I'm done with this poem
*drops imaginary mic*
*picks it back up because I'm broke and can't pay for a new one.*