ART AND MYSELF

Heavy hearts, fangirl screams.
Writer's story, Artist's dreams.
Sitting with a pen in hand, 
the story of myself began. 

Artist, writer, dreamer, more, 
the wishes upon my wings high soar. 
Bottled feelings, painful lies, 
some hopes vanish, but not one dies.

Putting your heart first before your hand, 
You're making that intelligent stand.
I believe that with belief in the stars,
your success will shine bright even from afar.

Art is life, life is me.
Imagination is the will to be free.
As a wise man had once said 
"The EARTH without ART is just EH." 

And I agree. 

Heavy hearts, fangirl screams,
Writer's story, Artist's dreams.
Putting down the pen in hand, 
the story of myself now ends. 

Who is art and who am I?
Art is living deep inside. 
Look closer and you shall delve, 
the hidden secrets inside myself.