Hitting the wall

I can not write a word,

Not a single word,

Things are getting absurd.

I can speak a thousand words, 

But they’re not to be heard, 

Floating in my head like little turd,

I am hiding behind my book like a nerd.

Guess away, 

Why I am here to stay, 

Neither it is your touch, nor the way you sway, 

You understand not, the words I say,

Be my guest, guess away.