Behind The Masterpiece Poem by Mrs. Vicious Demon

I sat for a while trying to figure out what to say, but nothing would come out, not a word in any kind of way. So I picked up my fingers and rushed to the computer. I figured if they wouldn't come out on paper what's the worse typing could do. I sat there for a while, backspacing on some words, not knowing what to type so I erased everthing and threw my old thoughts away. I started over with a new concept of thinking. Why write about something that comes out of my head? Why not write about the things that lead up to it instead? This is a routine that you now know about of mine. I'ts brought you some of my greatest poems that you've read throughout your time. So in my quest to find the best words to keep, I found the best ones were those that hid behind the masterpiece.