words don't seem to come so easy when I need them oh so badly here's to playing tug of war with my vocal chords maybe I can give this another shot or sing about a broken heart or immitate the way it feels if this was happening for real this distance seems closer when you shove it in my face this moment has left me with nothing else to say I'm losing my interest with these empty pages they're torn they have frayed edges this dusty book is botheres by my rusty eye and I can't see and I can't breathe put me on the next page outta here to live forever on this paper capture this void and fill it with the frenzy in my voice killing time by drawing face that stare back at me from the margins in a sea of 8and a half by elevens I'm drowing in treading through run on sentences and sinking into empty text ill swallow the salt and spit a few dry words out no matter what I say no matter what I write here I'm sick of always lookin at this page with a blank stare you never seem to know and they never seem to tell you words don't always come as easily as you might want them to throw these pages into fire and throw me with them.