Inspiration gone from me
Isn't it so sad to see
Now that I am happy
What I thought may never be

I wanted to write
I make you feel
but now I don't

It's revealed
I'm not great
just one of you
I can write
to make you blue
but when you want to live and sing
don't you ever come to me
I'll just make you cry again
to make you think that I'm your friend.