Writer's Block

(poems go here) Hey, I'm sitting here with the block of a writer Smoking my fags down to the filter It looks like it's gonna be another sleepless night Living in the shadows, can't seem to find a light Carefree and young, no place to call home In a room full of people, but I still feel alone The world spins slow, but the sun sets quick Time stops moving, but the clock still ticks Look at you and look at me Is this the way that we're supposed to be? I'm strugglin' to pull this disquise up Are we truly free, or are we tied up? Bound by society, what's wrong and right Stuck in time, in day and night Trying to learn love in a world full of hate But who needs love when you can masturbate? Here on Earth, it's about owning things But everything I've got, I feel is owning me It's hard to laugh when you really wanna cry Even harder to live when the world wants you to die Broke as hell, but I still got me I don't have rhythm, but I still have a beat Life can be crappy, but you get what you get If there's anything I've learned, it's forgive and forget.