Life is like a painting,
Each organism a delicate stroke.
Some done ferociously,
And some done compassionately.
Life is like a painting,
The objects a variety of beautiful colors.
Some clash,
And some blend in.
Life is like a painting,
The walls are canvases.
Some are flimsy,
And some hold strong.
Life is like a painting,
The places are mosaics.
Some are vibrant,
And some are dark.
Life is like a painting,
In so many ways.
The walls are canvases,
The places are mosaics,
The objects a variety of beautiful colors,
And each organism a delicate stroke.
Some may not agree,
But every painting is beautiful.
Life is beautiful,
Life is like a painting.
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PoetryLying in my room/ Listening to parents yell/ When can I escape?/
