I hear a song or two

If I had a theme song(s) that summed up my literary aspirations and frustrations it, would be a mashup of Natasha Bedingfield's unwritten and these words.

Unwritten/These Words

I am unwritten/the pen's in my hand/

staring at the blank page/trying to find the magic/

trying to write a classic/Don't you know/Don't you know/waste bin full of paper/nothing I write is ever good enough.