The Art
The art inside of me
Pushes me,
Hungry for creativity.
It is me.
It is who I will be and
Who I have been.
Let me express my
Desires and dreams.
Someone else might say it won't
Be worth it.
But is it really about that? We must
Do what makes us happy
To express ourselves.
I cannot get there alone, I need
Support and help,
Encouragment from loved ones.
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