A blank page sits in font of me
what to write i just don't know
the thoughts are spinning in my head
but still i don't know what to say
i lie in bed just sitting thinking
still the lines just sit there empty
maybe something about my best friend
or something different about my boyfriend
no all those things are overrated
so as i sit here the past comes visit
thanking me for what I've written
future poems start to come up
none of what I'm looking for now
one thats plain with no emotion
one thats simple plain as Jane
nothing that is to complex
something that is like a doodle
something that means absolutely nothing
nothing that can stand for something
something that makes no sense
but all the sense in the world
something catchy in your head
something that all but rhymes
then it dong right on me
my paper ain't so empty
don't tell me ain't is not a word
cause it doesn't matter in my poem
just wrote some words on a page
and now it comes to an end
