To hell with it
Nothing’s coming to mind
I’d have an easier time dying
Then I’m having to rhyme
Then again, who said I had to?
I’m American, I have freedom of expression
I could write only what makes sense to me
And not give a damn what anyone thinks
But sometimes I wanna share my words
See if someone likes them or not
We all at one point wanna show our work
None of us wanna be left to rot
So here I am, barely a thought in my brain
Getting anywhere would be a gain
I’ve used past and present tense
I’ll make my last line an empty sentence
