A Sorry Excuse for a Sonnet

I want to write a song.

I don’t know what to say.

I hope it’s not too long.

I’m getting tired so today.

What would you like to hear?

Should it be something that rhymes?

Or should it be about my dear?

We don’t have interesting lives.

I might try hard to tell a story.

I might fail miserably, though.

Perhaps I’ll tell of fame and glory.

That just would be a lie, I know.

I’m not exciting as some men.

I rest my case, so say amen.