For some reason untold I feel nothing when I write these words They used to be my refuge When the world was crashing down Yet, for some reason They don't mean so much now
For some reason I read the things That pours from another's heart How these words are keeping them From being torn apart
For some reason I wanna let it go what was its meaning? I no longer know For some reason I can't understand My poetry dosen't mean... Anything
I figure What's the point If my words No longer Want to be heard
I'll still write I just won't share It won't make the diffrence I always dreamed If no one cares
For some reason I think it's time To give up my rhymes Set down the pen And when I pick it up again.... Maybe they'll listen
I think I'm just gonna like people's poetry and repost a few, but I think I'm gonna take a break with writing. It doesn't seem to be getting anywhere and none of its any good. So, dear pen and paper, keyboard and computer....I bid you...farewell.