Inspiration Sucks. but I want it.

I feel like I'm going to go mentally insane lately if I don't make something and be creative. 

I've been ridin' on 100% laziness for so long it feels too homey and native. 

So I think it's time to do something cool. 

and stop playin' myself for a fool. 

I don't want days to just go by anymore. 

I wanna open doors, and feel up some whores. 

jk.

and now I was gonna just write a journal. 

but that idea kinda went down the urinal. 

because I'm just rhyming at the ends. 

saying whatever depends. 

but like seriously. 

not deliriously. 

but maybe venerial disease. 

whatever that means overseas. 

cuz' I'm getting offtopic. 

so fast like fuckin' sonic. 

and I said seriously or something right? 

so there was something I needed to say that time. 

damn. 

oh yeah. that thirst. 

a thirst. for somethings a burst. 

i wanna make something that won't be the worst. 

Yeah. 

It'll be cool. 

Yeah. 

Rhymings fun n' cool. Sometimes I think why even write shit down if it ain't gonna rhyme.