As morning light arrived with a new day,
Ena's grim mood nearly decided to stay
But her emotions seemed close to gray
though they weren't infinite
She still had hope
Giving in, giving up -- nope
That would never happen,
on Ena's watch
Mizuki was the same way -- She knew
because their emotions did not define then
Nor did their struggles
Same with Ena ; the struggle with art,
but she always did her part
Drawing, analyzing, Ena may have had a rocky start
but she had come a long way
Ever since that one day in middle school
Did her father with words so cruel
Speak his mind about "no talent"
What a strained relationship!
There was no measuring Ena's pain that day
She wanted to be an artist, but her father's words
chained her down
Not for long,
for her friends made her strong
Ena regained her strength
It seemed she wanted to keep holding her art
at an arm's length
She didn't want to give up
and she didn't give up
Thanks to her friends
and herself
As Ena looked at her cellphone,
a new message was shown
from Mizuki
It was a shimmery scrapbook,
which was a fitting look
Mizuki had outdone themselves with their masterpiece,
and it looked as though their talent will never cease
And Ena was the same way
No matter what, she would continue drawing
Her father's words did really sting,
but she herself decided to bring
a whole new meaning into her art
As Ena glanced at the scrapbook,
tears sprang to her eyes
She already knew it was filled with precious memories
How was Mizuki so wise
to remind her of all the good times?
Not that Ena forgot about them
She would never; they were one of the many things
that kept her going
Every single day
She worked on a new painting, a new theme.
a 'love story' theme; it was harder than it seemed
Ena wished she could express herself more,
deeply than ever before
She felt free simply expressing herself
like a free man
Goodbye, negative feelings
Hello, mental and emotional strength
How are you?
Thanks to you, no more delusions,
so life no longer seems like an illusion
Because it isn't
Ena needed to keep her "It's Me" mentality
because she needed to be more confident
Being an artist -- what that meant to her
was almost venomous
She might not be an artist to her father
or anyone else
But to Mizuki, her friends, and herself
she was a wonderful friend,
she was strong-willed,
and
she was a very talented artist.
YOU ARE READING
Life isn't Sweet {MizuEna}
Fanfiction• Project Sekai • Life isn't always sweet; sometimes it's too bitter. • • • • • [Cover (NOT THE ART) made by me; Credit to SEGA, CraftEgg & ColorfulPalette]