Words

Words

They seem to come when one does not expect or when one is not ready,
But the moment we try and write our mind goes blank,
Why is that?
Is it because focus ruins the thought?
Should we let the words come to us through time and slow thinking?

Brawl

You were there to watch me fall
And I still answer even when you call
Guess what I still love you all the same
This is driving me insane

Help me out

Give me a hand?
I can't find any land
We should be together
Even despite this weather