Tap here to start writing
Those words mock me,
Fill me with shame,
How could I have ever thought,
That I could actually suceed,
It should say,
Tap to fail,
Tap to cry,
My words are meaningless,
Just curves and straight lines,
Spaces and dots at the end,
Set in a line,
On a blank sheet of paper,
But no longer blank,
Defiled with words that don't mean a thing,
Just there to be there,
Not breathing,
Not living,
They inspire nothing,
But boredom,
And even that is fleeting,
So I crumple the paper,
And cast it away,
Maybe I'll try to write,
Try to write,
And fail another day.
