Breaking through.

It's always different

There is no such thing as contempt

Its only self assurance

None such as hate

Its heightened disapproval

Love oh love

Merely pain and heartache

I paint the picture I choose to because

Firstly, its my paint

Second, its my picture

To each man a right to thoughts and their expression

Some choose to be cynical

Others prefer naivety

I am responsible for what I say

Only that!

However you interpret my words is your cross to bear.