Trigger Warnings: fuck mention, ghost mention, asphyxiation mention, death mention, bee mention

Motivation
What a sensation
To spur a creation
At my working station

To write a book, a song, a poem
You have really got to know them
The characters, the plot
What is and what is not
I won't say it's easy
Not like lemon squeezey
It's actually quite hard
To the end right from the start

Sometimes it's abrupt, and fast
And I've got to make it last
But other times it's a mental blank
And I've got nothing to thank
Alright, let's cut to the business
I don't want to miss this
Gotta make the most of it
Or I'm gonna throw fists

Motivation
What a sensation
To spur a creation
But only if I'm patient

Write that down, get it down
Inspiration all around
Reverse that frown, don't make a sound
My mind's no longer a ghost town
I feel so good, so alive
My mind is buzzing, like a bee hive
I really don't want this to pass
I really hope this doesn't pass and—

Then, it's empty
And it's quite messy
The words I wrote are incoherent
And now I look inexperienced
I should just give up
This really needs to stop
But I haven't got a backup
Well, I guess I'm fucked

Motivation
What a sensation
To spur a creation
If I'm being honest, I crave asphyxiation

Should I bin this and start again?
Why can't I figure out the end?
Where should the message be sent?
Who should accidentally kiss their friend?
Should that person die?
How can I make them cry?
What do you do when high?
Could someone anatomically fly?

Is this too long for a one-shot?
Or too short to express all that I've got?
When should I end the chapter?
Is this scene too serious for rapture?
What word means exactly this?
How do I describe a sense of bliss?
Should I make this character mean?
Or an innocent little bean?

Motivation
What a sensation
To spur a creation
With the help of some fucking inspiration