To be creative is painful
It takes time and there are
Long periods of procrastination
So here we are again
A manic stroke in end of May
When the lights is on the whole night
And people getting crazy
Nervous and filled with desire
The mind is turning, round, round all the time
Feeling bad and lost
Still so creative
How I love this feeling
Still hate it
Cannot find word
These last days has been like that
Loss of words