As I sit and wonder what's really on my mine,
I can't think of a thing.
But put in front of a computor,
and I can think of a million things.

But as I start to write them down,
they have left my mind.
So now I know what writers block is,
I will leave you this thought behind.

Now I sit here broken hearted,
I came to write a poem.
But when I sit down to write it,
out just flew my brain storm.