I don't know why!
Sometimes when nothing meets my eye!
I don't break down and cry
I just scribble scribble scribble
I don't know when!
I'll feel this inspirational flow again!
But when it comes I think I know how it feels to be high
Cause I can sour in the vast blue sky
Even if I'm moody
Even if I'm just a little bit depressed!
My life is just a constant school and each day is a test
But I'm deluded, and I can only write without rest
So let me handle this
With hips by my fingertips grips that flip my limbs
Like a candlestick I get a KICK out of writing
As I get dizzy when allnighting
Another short piece like this is ALL
I have in sighting, so move forwards, yall..