I Do Not Know What To Do With Myself Today

I am free I have all the time I want to write But I do not know what to write Or if I can really write anything- It is a beautiful day outside But when the heat of the afternoon comes No one will want to be there- I have the whole morning to dream But I have no dreams I am empty as music never played And never listened to- I try to think how to wake myself I listen and watch beautiful songs and poems But little inspires- It will be a long day And I doubt I will write anything in it- Perhaps after a nap I will feel otherwise But now the only dream I have is Sleep.