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.*All Rights Reserved