I just can't think of anything to write.
Why am I doing this--what is my motivation?
I'd rather spend my time in fun and recreation;
It would be, by far, a much nicer sight.
I have to write this poem, but I have no inspiration.
Not doing this will be my grade's condemnation,
And that is a most unpleasant blight.
Why am I doing this--what is my motivation?
And after just getting back from a long vacation,
I must put forth all my academic might!
I have to write this poem, but I have no inspiration.
The thought of not doing this is a great temptaion,
But I know that just wouldn't be right.
Why am I doing this--what is my motivation?
So now, after hours of procrastination,
I don't see why, but I do it depsite.
I have to write this poem, but I have no inspiration.
Why am I doing this--what is my motivation?