i am an artisic and creative

i wonder if i can do more

i see the art on the canvas, yet all 

i hear are the words spoken

i want the meaning behind the pattern

i am artistic and creative

i pretend that i can't find the meaning , but

i feel the pain behind paint

i touch the canvas as

i worry that the paint might smear 

i cry out to the woman that feels the pain

i am artistic and creative

i understand that you might never know what

i say with the brush in my hand, but

i dream that someday everyone will

i try to scream my emotions, but it comes out and a picture on a canvas, but

i hope the canvas will scream for me

i am silent and scarred