Mind of a Poet

I wish everything was blue skies and red roses But days are filled with sad thoughts and painful memories Trying to write about the pain, but I don't have the energy Welcome to the mind of a poet a brand new page to fill Inspiration at an all time high, I'm coming out of the cage to kill You're about to see the wolf as I remove this sheeps clothing As I use my weapon on the paper and fill it with deep emotion My mind is filled with rhymes I'm trying to write down before I forget Speaking my mind, hoping this isn't a poem I'll one day regret I don't have a filter and I refuse to be censored But if I speak too much about a relationship, I may say something that shouldn't be mentioned I'm no Shakespeare and there are people who rhyme better But poetry helps me to stay on track and keeps my mind together Until I get writers block and smash my pen against the wall But that's not as bad as being in full flow and then my brain stalls I'm constantly thinking of new ideas and rhymes as a poet I can go from happy to sad in the space of a line I give so much food for thought I'll leave you bloated Take it from me, everything isn't always beautiful inside the mind of a poet