Cliche'

Oh, how I wanted to write something today, I thought that I might have something witty to say. Alas, all my thoughts are at bay, My mind, sometimes, even myself I betray. So I will have to continue in dismay, That I didn't write anything new today. As the thought process has been washed away, My words are stuck in a mind of clay. But tomorrow is another day, I may have written something by then I pray. For the creative juices only flow this way, I feel it, I think about it, then begin to type away. My words are not memorable in the things I say, It's just that I like to write some thoughts each day. But when my brain keeps saying "Nay", I just have to go with the old cliche', "Tomorrow is another day!"