I used to write so much
Sometimes my hand would start to hurt
Now I just haven't
As I have gotten older
It feels like the words don't flow as easy as they once did

I used to do art all the time
So many creations that would be brought into the world
Now I just haven't
The colors and lines have just started to dull and blur

The shine that all of my favorite things once had
Doesn't glimmer anymore

Somedays I barely want to do anything
Other days I have the energy to be creative
Yet my mind stays blank and empty
I wish I could write and draw like I used to
But I just Haven't