Pen, papers, pencils, pads, phones
Notebooks, sketch books
Mumble to myself and jot it down when I can
These words and phrases fall out of my brain man
Expressions on my face change man
People asking, are you okay man
I chuckle and say I'm cool
I just had a thinking moment
They caught me caught up in my rain man
It's it been a love affair since grade eight man
It's helped me keep my sanity and stay sharp
Like loose change in a jar when it's tilted
It just stays slowly spilling from my brain
They say the gra** is always greener elsewhere
What if you cultivate your fields?
Make your own pastures lush
I love writing, and I can never get enough
I've left and came back many times
But later down the road
The relationship wasn't rocky
It's my Adrian
Every night and every day again
I never knew when I started scribbling words down
It would cling to me and just stick
Like static, I'm ecstatic that it's imbedded within me
I don't know how I would release everything
If I didn't have this chilling with me twenty four seven
All night access like it I'm hitting a seven eleven