The Time Is Definitely Nigh 2 Reinvent Myself

I have now become as tired As my work has grown old Nothing no longer anymore now seems Fresh or in anyway or part new It almost writes it for itself Without even the need of my own help So if I am getting to the point Of being bored beyond belief I can only imagine what other people Must actually think as well It's all the same subject matter Same old words endlessly repeated as well It's like trying to make and back up A second album after the first Finding everything you write Sounds exactly like something You have written already And worst of all No better Merely just a carbon copy Which anyone definitely can tell And you yourself can't possibly sell Let alone to yourself Tired simply out and devoid of ideas Only second time out of asking Stale burnt out already Having to pretend and make believe You are a gifted artist and performer Praying and hoping they won't know Until and the magic returns and so inspires Your muse again Otherwise if it unfortunately doesn't You are forever destined to be A one hit wonder Who will barely be remembered Until you hopefully come back in fashion On the revival circuit