Paint
Dreams of how life should be
Draw
Wonders no one else could see
Write
Words that only describe me
The artist
I am here
Struggling to be known
I am an artist
Why is it believed that artist can not make it
Until we are gone
It is a gift
A talent that we have
I can not wait to walk this path
Creative
Who me
Mature
Or just immaturity
The artist within me
Some people say "ARTIST ARE CRAZY"
How do they know we are not the sane ones
Insane for being creative
Than crazy is what I want to be
The Artist
WHO ME
