I sit down to share my emotions
But all I’ve got left is cliches
Endless recycled phrases
That never quite mean what I feel
It’s all been said and done before
Not sure why I feel the need
To try and rearrange the words
Written down millions of times
In every possible permutation
To the point they’ve lost all meaning
But I keep on trying
To carve out my own place
In a field that doesn’t need
Anything added to it