I am so uninspired
I donít know why my brainís so fried
Whatís with this dissociative state Iíve sired?
Like my own depression Iíve hired

It seeps into everything I do
Where the world is more grey than blue
I canít say I like this monochromatic hue
That seems stuck to me like superglue

The words they die on my lips
With pages crumpled in my grip
Everything beautiful seems to slip
Through it all I stumble and trip

The darkness, this time, leaves me wanting
Days that arenít so haunting
All my talent, Iím not flaunting
When itís my own words that are taunting

If you tell me how awesome I can be
Donít be surprised when I flee
Awesome doesnít feel like me
Itís not reflected by what I see

I try to find words that fit
Wondering if theyíre legit
And donít make me look like a git
I want to create ones that hit

I want to feel light and inspired
And not like Iíve just been fired
From the only thing I love, desire
I donít know, maybe this mind blank isnít so direÖ

© Indie Adams 2011
Written by Indie (Miss Indie)
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