Everything is not What it Seems...

Growing up I knew I was smart.

I would read every doctors book from the end to the start.

But as I got older, those ways part.

I always thought that health care was my heart.

I have changed and have became interested in art.

No one understands how sudden I had a change of heart.

All I know is, art is my new heart, my passion.

I can wear my art like it is a brand or fashion.

And by changing my interests, I never wanted to be mean.

But I guess Everything is not What it Seems.

This poem is about: 
Me
My family

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