I haven't wrote in three months
Maybe it's the lack of inspiration
Or just no imagination

But without you its been hard
Considering you were my inspiration

But I sleep better now
And think more about myself

You were never worth my time
The stupidity I feel is unreal

But it's over now
And we shall all move on
Even if it's a couple rocks or mountains

But the paper still stays blank


I guess it was always better that way

e.j.