Where do I start?
Thousands of thoughts are running through my mind,
While I'm working on this art,
It feels like options make me more confined,
Where do I start?
Do I write about the luminous night,
Where there's a tale therein
Or about a bird that's just taken flight,
How, oh, how do I begin?
I play it off as good ole' writer's block,
But I've had it for a long time
There's a story inside which I have unlock,
Wen can I begin my climb
How, where, and when do I begin,
I'm back to where I started
In an incomprehensible labyrinth,
That I still haven't out-smarted.
I'm at the dead end of a maze,
Oh the places I've been,
But something has changed in these many days,
And now, finally, I know where to begin
