So it’s day three
Still no inspiration
I kind of just want to read harry potter or lord of the rings
Work sleep
Work sleep
Day in day out
Just been watching TV
Eating
Writing and trying to figure out
What I want to do with life
Ugh! No inspiration.
Like I’m stuck in a rut
A deep, deep rut with no way out
But hey, at least I’m writing, it’s a start
Hello world!
I am back
Back in the game
Back in the shame!
Back in the…. Other words that rhyme with game!
Fame, lame, came, none of those work
Anyway, I’m going to start writing again, who knows about what!
It’s all going to be pretty simple, black and white
Nothing to fancy
I don’t even have alot to say right now.
Bye!
God, I have nothing
I do not know what I’m doing
This isn’t even a poem, I’m just writing stuff
What is the point of this?
Maybe if I just keep writing something will come up.
Not yet
Not yet
Not yet
I feel like this is it
Alright, here it is. This is it
Thanks for reading
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