I realised art isn't about drawing something pretty,
Or drawing something that others can "ooh" and "ahh" over,
Art is about being real,
And true to yourself,
Even if it's just a bunch of squiggly lines,
Or it looks like a six year olds art project gone wrong.
Art is about being yourself and being messy,
Art is not about impressing others,
It's about expressing yourself.
Art is very much similar to human kind,
It's messy and chaotic and never perfect,
But it's always beautiful,
Maybe not to everyone but to someone, it is.
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Golden days
Poetry"She was free in her wildness, she was a wanderess, a drop of free water, she belonged to no man and to no city." -------------------------------------------- Let me show you the beauty in the world, Let me show you the stars in your veins, Let me...
