All the ideas are all taken
And I do not know what I should write
Being one inch tall, a giant awakens?
or maybe the power of flight
No its been done; I've seen it before! To
steal their ideas would be theft
And i'm sitting here, with an empty page!
But there simply are no ideas left!
You see Hollywood knows what it's doing
Reboot an old film or just make a sequel
And if that don't work
cause you need some green
Who's to stop you from making a prequel?
But I don't want to do that
I want to be new! To make something fresh and exciting.
And if I was born,
a hundred years in the past,
I'd have so many ideas for my writing!
Then my six year old bro said
wouldn't it be cool, of a story of an outer space hen?
And I looked at my page, starting writing things down
Realizing what a big fool I had been