When my words tremble on my lips,
When I sit and wait for words to appear,
I fail and hope for the next day,
To be better and words to fill up
My empty spaces.
Day by day I sit next to the chair
All my words left unfinished.
I write, I try and again I fail.
My muse has left me and I feel
Words just simply don't flow out.
Am stuck and my lyrics have stopped