We're artists
We all are
We're artists
We hide what we are
Our true colors
We blend them together
To create new colors
Until sometimes
We forget altogether
We're artists
Sometimes we aren't
Sometimes we bare ourselves
And others will take the bullet
From knowing too much
Sometimes it's us
We're artists
We can paint pictures
That mislead
That lie
Sometimes they'll create fissures
That make things
Die
Sometimes it's unintentional
And sometimes it's for real
We're artists
You think you know us
But in truth,
You don't.
YOU ARE READING
Poems I made
PoetryThe poems I make up both in the bathroom and during school/study time (oh god the first few are the worst)[This is mostly for me to keep track of my poetry progress and how many poems I've made]
