Lately I feel like all of my writings have been a waste of time
Not enough emotion, not enough imagery
Just not enough of me

I used to lay on the bed with my pen and pad
and the words would just flow
Now I lay on the bed and just stare
Thinking too hard about a topic-then struggling for that first line
Whats going on in my head?
What happened to my flow, to my intensity?
What happened to me?

I'm just going to step away from the computer and put down my pen
I'm going to take a look at myself because I know that theres a poet inside
When i find her I am going to let my words explode on my GS spot
You see, I believe that the words I write are a REFLECTION of me
As you read my writings I want you to feel me, to relate, to see inside
So when I come back
I'm coming strong..
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