I don't know anymore

I don't know how to write a cynical song,

if i'm an addict, i wood wrote with a needle.

I don't know how to write a love song,

All my thoughts are eroded misery,
other people's rhymes are ringing in my crazy head,
while aimlessly cruising the city alone.

Reviews

[Sunset Girl]

I like how you used "wood" instead of "would" (not sure if this was an accident or not). I think it can be fun to play with words that sound the same but are different.

[FireFly]

Hmm. An interesting piece, albiet with a few grammatical errors. I particularly like the last three lines. Maybe you could take those and turn them into something completely new unto themselves? Just a thought! Well done :3