Forgotten memories and half-written verse
Are crumpled into piles on the floor
And writers' block, a rusted lock
On the doorway to my mind
No key, I'm trapped outside
Just hoping that it fades away with
Time
Somewhere in my mind
Is the notion of life, loss, and love and now
I can't
Seem to remember how any of them
Felt to me
But can't you see
I'm fine
Maybe I'll
Write about hope and the American dream or
I'll write some
Throwaway song with a catchy refrain
But I don't care
There's nothing there for
Me
Soon everyone will see
The embodiment of me
These half-baked ideas
My autobiography
Forgotten memories and half-written verse are
All I have to show
And every mistake that I've ever made is
Buried and ready to blow under the
Pressure of
Impressions of
Repression of
Expressions of the mind
I'm afraid it's just a matter of time
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Forgotten memories and half-written verse
Are crumpled into piles on the floor
And writers' block, a rusted lock
On the doorway to my mind
No key, I'm trapped outside
Just hoping that it fades away with
Time
Somewhere in my mind
Is the notion of life, loss, and love and now
I can't
Seem to remember how any of them
Felt to me
But can't you see
I'm fine
Maybe I'll
Write about hope and the American dream or
I'll write some
Throwaway song with a catchy refrain
But I don't care
There's nothing there for
Me
Soon everyone will see
The embodiment of me
These half-baked ideas
My autobiography
Forgotten memories and half-written verse are
All I have to show
And every mistake that I've ever made is
Buried and ready to blow under the
Pressure of
Impressions of
Repression of
Expressions of the mind
I'm afraid it's just a matter of time
Are crumpled into piles on the floor
And writers' block, a rusted lock
On the doorway to my mind
No key, I'm trapped outside
Just hoping that it fades away with
Time
Somewhere in my mind
Is the notion of life, loss, and love and now
I can't
Seem to remember how any of them
Felt to me
But can't you see
I'm fine
Maybe I'll
Write about hope and the American dream or
I'll write some
Throwaway song with a catchy refrain
But I don't care
There's nothing there for
Me
Soon everyone will see
The embodiment of me
These half-baked ideas
My autobiography
Forgotten memories and half-written verse are
All I have to show
And every mistake that I've ever made is
Buried and ready to blow under the
Pressure of
Impressions of
Repression of
Expressions of the mind
I'm afraid it's just a matter of time
Writer: Adam Kalachman
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