Just a Toy
A waste of time
That's what they said
"Just put it down, you'll bust your head"
Hours of practice
Trials and Tribulations
My elders thought
"All his time, wasted."
They don't know how this toy helped
A piece of wood and four wheels, making me feel well
I learned to see the world in a new way
New tricks are now colors of paint
My world is now a canvas.
I paint something new everyday.
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