You were my first girl
we said, let's give it a whitl

I knew on that night
we were doing something right.

Who'da thought I'd like you
No longer we'd have to be blue

The, somethings occuted
they made everything blurred

we went awhile, not talking
no longer were we rocking

but now soomething has changed
my feelings, they're rearanged

because when i think of you, I think of me...
and I can't let that be

I've avoided these feelings for long
between my ******* like a thong

just crying to be free
but then people would see

I'm not sure what this means
and honestly I'm scraed of inbetweens

I'm not trying to pull you a long
but I don't know what's right and what's wrong

I'm just trying to be honest
it's you're I've thought of the longest

So today the 17th of October
I'm saying forget her

It's without you
that makes me blue.

It is really sad
And I feel really bad
That as I sit down to write
Something utterly witty, humorous and bright
Nothing comes into my mind -
There's absolutely nothing I can find!
I've no thoughts of any kind,
My feelings, they're all intertwined!
My mind's as dry and stale as rind.
My inspiration has run dry
There's nothing left for me to try
I can't help but oh, cry!
Perhaps there's soomething new,
Something that I can try to do,
Something that I can write about,
Apart from maybe parachutes and trout!
Should I shout?
Maybe I should wail out loud
Or maybe wear a thick, black shroud?
Either way, it has gotten rather infuriating,
To not be able to write anything.
But hey, now I've got something!
It's this poem - I wrote it without ever realizing
How my creativity's returned to me,
It's not as difficult as I thought it'd be!
Oh my! Oh my!
It's nothing!
Goodbye!