Stuck in a place where there’s no appreciation
Going months and months with no inspiration
-Her mind is silenced by loneliness and frustration
The skies are gray and no longer pink
It’s becoming more difficult to even think
-Her heart and mind are no longer in sync
The rivers are dry and she can’t float on her back
Originality and personality-she’s beginning to lack
-The days are getting darker- a lighter shade of black
Poetic Princess…where are your lines?
The ones you could spit at the drop of a dime
-I guess all you need is a little more time….