What gets me inspired?

Damn, I don't really know.

I guess this prompt has been eye opening, though.

I'm just sitting here with some writer's block,

If I ever do anything creative I'll go in to shock.

What do you wake up for?

When you're lying there in bed...

That's what I can't think of, 

its just not popping in my head. 

I wake up and go to school,

its such a drag.

I trudge upstairs without saying "hey" to my dad,

even if it was bad.

This all seems so cheesy,

but who ever said reflecting on your life was gonna be easy?

I wrote the beginning of this poem a little over two years in the past

Its actually kinda funny how I really thought that feeling would last

But now I'm out of high school,

out of my cacoon,

I now know what inspires me

and I get to pursue that passion soon.