Who said the world has to be like this... Looking at it now, it seems kind of dull and boring. If this is the world that everyone wants to see... So be it, but I will never sit down and see it like this....
With a paint brush in my right hand and a painter's pallets on my left, I will bring life to this monochrome world...
I'm an artist...
A rebel to this monochromatic world.
Dipping my brush into the paint, I swipe my brush against this canvas and paint this world....
My world.
The world that I..
Re-Imagine.
Three hours later...
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"Hey! You! You can't be painting up here!!"
"Crap!"
Running to my escape exit, I look back and see them chasing me. Every single one of them, drab in grey and black. No signs of life but death repeating over and over again across those cold white skin of theirs.
Reaching one end of the roof, I look down and see the world below. "There's no escape!"
"!?"
They got me surrounded but... With a smile on my face, I take a full step back. "Hey! Wait!" My foot plunges deep into the air, carrying me along with it.
If you're reading this, I will ask you these questions. Are you content with your life? Are you the one who blatantly follows the beaten the path? Or instead, would you rather make a path for yourself that only a few others will see and have the courage tread upon it. Don't go with the flow. Become that flow.
