What's In It For Me
Mounds of papers cluttered and gone
notes written in a time of indecisiveness
mental block keeping me from creating
countless sleepless nights trying to think
nothing is making sense
and yet I continue unable to stop to
collect my thoughts and go on
ideas come and go
like a freight train with no brakes
going through a red signal
flags go up and I ignore them
projects started with no end
Not a moment to waste
must not hesitate to accomplish
what I started because
all I want is to be able to write
to see a book with my name on it
That's what's in it for me
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