My mind is a blank
I’m feeling the drain
There’s a ‘Do Not Disturb’ sign
Outside of my brain
There isn’t a thought
Inside of my head
I should have stayed tucked up
Inside of my bed
The clever has gone
It’s willow the wisp
The funny and brilliant
Has burned to a crisp
My mind is a blank
There is nothing there
Just tumbleweeds and silence
And a cold vacant stare
The genius has gone
If ever it were
And now in its place
Is a cold vacant stare
The witty has left me
It’s taken a nap
The brain cells have frazzled
As if they’ve been zapped
My mind is a blank
There is nothing to boast
The grey matter fried up
And now it is toast.
Things In My Head 