I never was a writer, I couldn´t find a tone
Although I had ingredients, I always felt alone
I just stepped one too many times
in life´s sneaky little traps
So I wrote me some poetry, in seven easy steps
First just think of something, you´d like to write about
´bout lonelines, or suffering, ´bout pain in side or doubt
´bout love or joy or happines ´bout money or your wife
It doesn´t matter what you write; just think about your life
The second step is harder; the rythm of your heart
has to be controlled while writing even from the start
So listen careful to the beat that´s drumming in your chest
Emotions building up can lead to cardiac arrest
It may sound very silly, this second step I wrote
You´re young and healthy, working hard, you´re in you ´writers-mode´
but broken hearts don´t beat so well
and there is just no cure
so listen careful, serious, I want you to make sure
The third one is an easy one, just take your pen in hand
Find a piece of paper, and don´t write on demand
And then the words will flow, and well, you really have to waite
Be patient and in time, I´m sure you´re poem will be great
The fourth and fifth are similar; you have to keep on going
Just keep on rhyming, verse by verse, and words will keep on flowing
The sixth one is the hardest, you have to read YOUR words
Which will be, and I know they will, be sharp as thousand swords
The seventh and the last one is to sit back and recall
This thing I wrote in seven steps?
you didn´t need at all...