Blah blah

Blah blah, blah blah, blah blah, 

Another troubled poem here we go aha, 

I used to have a nice time writing a rhyme practice I gotta, 

Now its just boring and lame can't come up with a decent line have depression talent nada, bad at this game, getting badder, 

Maybe if I took a line of cocaine things wouldn't seem so stale sometimes I'm not so sane motivation I hadda, 

But my goal main is to abstain from self criticim and work harder so I get better, 

Need a change of a lane if I don't want to become sadder. 

That's I guess how you stop losing and start to gain again but don't be mad at, me, because this shit is so lean.