Stupid!

My mind is blank
Why can't I write
Would I rather be out
Growing cold in the night
Thinking of choices
No that's not it
Because I want to write
No, I don't give a shit
Wait, maybe I do
What will I say
If this paper is blank
in a 48th of a day
Oh, pencil please write
Mind, control my hands movement
Then figure out why
All my wit seems absent
Think!
Hit your head again, think!
Look around the room
They're holding utensils
What should I assume
Are they racking their brains
Or instead, sealing my doom
I'll look like a fool
Wait, my paper is full
What the hell's going on?
Why's my pencil so dull
Who used my damn pencil?!?!

P.A.L.