She Had Nothing

She had nothing to say

She had nothing to say

"Well, that's a start," she thought to herself

And she picked up her pen and the small notepad

And she laid down on her bed

Paralyzed, she held the pen

Oh, maybe eight millimeters from the page

For at least a half an hour

And then she thought to herself,

"Oh, who am I kidding?

I know I have nothing to say."

She wanted to throw the pen away

No, she wanted to take a hammer

Pound the pen into her skull

Blood gushes out like Old Faithful

World engulfed in a red sea

The final flood

No, screw the pen

Keep the hammer

Get a chisel

Sculpt away at the skull

Reveal the ivory woman in agony

Hidden within

"No, screw those ideas," she said

"I'm just gonna write," she said

"I don't care if I got nothing to say

I'm just gonna scribble away

Until I find something"

Yeah, but she's crossing out every other word

She knows she's not fooling anybody

She knows she has nothing to say

Just like me