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.