Young Writers Society

Thinking empty thoughts
drowning in my dreams
I try to write a piece
of something that's happened
I'm blowing on a straw

But nothing comes up
Ain't it tough

I think of nothing
My days are dreamless
The pizzas always tasteless
Nightmares seem to be pointless
No one wants to hear what im scared of

So nothing comes up
It's like a hell

Walking down the street
Trying to find out where im going
But I can't find the road
they're all busy

Still nothing comes up
Impos-sible

In general, the song was a little bit inconsistent--you just seemed to travel from one room to the next...never staying in one spot to really concentrate on thing...

hahahahahahahahahahahahaha, sorry I found that so cool.

The part about the pizza really speeks to me.

It doesn't make sense....it seems at some points like a parody (the pizzas' being tasteless), while at other places it's quite serious (drowning in dreams)- like you couldn't make up your mind when you were writing. I agree with Chevy about the inconsistency....find a theme or something.

thank you for your replies. Maybe i didnt explain enough but the "pizza" line isnt sussoped to be a parody, it means my "food has no taste" which means "nothings happening" as does the rest of the poem.