Writers Block
I have writers block
I don't know what to do
The words are just not coming
They just aren't breaking through
Maybe if I thought a while
Something would appear
But I have to sit and write right now
And nothing will come clear
So as my eyes roam round the room
They come to rest upon a sign, saying,
'It's not about the words you use,
It's what you feel inside'
I have writers block
I don't know what to do
The words are just not coming
They just aren't breaking through
Maybe if I thought a while
Something would appear
But I have to sit and write right now
And nothing will come clear
So as my eyes roam round the room
They come to rest upon a sign, saying,
'It's not about the words you use,
It's what you feel inside'




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