A Compilation of Thoughts

I don't know what to write. I don't know what to write. I don't know what to write. My mind is blank. I can't think of what to write. My brain thinks too much when trying to fill these empty, white lines. No words are good enough for the paper or for this assignment. I'm too hard on myself when it comes to my writing. I need to quiet my mind and let my pen do the task of writing, rather than my brain. There's plenty of time to go back and recreate what was written. Why is this such a struggle? I want to let them all out somehow. I'm tired of listening to these thoughts screaming while they're drowning inside my heart. I've always liked writing, so why can't I let myself just write? Instead, I have to think about every single word being written. It's a blank slate. Fill it with whatever I want. I don't know what else to write. The timer is still counting down. I'm having a battle with myself. I need to meditate and do yoga again, like I used to. Maybe that'll help with my writing. I'll be more relaxed and just let my thoughts flow and pour out of me, rather than overthinking it. Three, two, one...