I haven't had much to say
Lately
It's like I've had no say
The mind it silent
It's quiet
It's awkward
Because as I put pen to paper
It's nothing but a
Blank space
I guess as I write
It is supposed to be a reflection of you
But I suppose all I feel towards you is
Blankness
Nothingness
Emptiness
Look what you have done
Look at it
You ruin us
Now you ruin this
The grind
The flow
Oh and there we go
Anger
Rage
Now I've found my words
- puppet master