Art gives me contentment.When I'm at my desk with a paint brush in my hand, I don't worry about anything at all.
When I'm mixing colors together, and creating different textures, I'm in nobody's territory but mine.
I'm not worried about if I'm doing it right because it's all up to me.
Every hue, tone, texture, layer, it's all up to me.
I forget about my problems, anxiety, and what trials I'm facing.
I forget about all the negativity I faced that day, and every part of me relaxes.
It's just my soul, creating something that only I have to understand.
I hope that everyone in this world finds something that makes them feel the way I do with I sit down with a pen and paper.
I hope everybody finds a way to express themselves in only a way they have to understand.
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