Passion For It
Art is my passion, main satisfaction
It started when I was young
An empty little mind needing a spring to be sprung
No hopes
No dreams
No goals
No aspirations
Just a pen and paper and no destination
But patience with all the time I needed
No plan to be created and nothing at all to be deleted
So art is from the core and comes from my heart
I don't know what I'm drawing
I just let my hand do the talking
And my soul do the walking
With art there's no fear because no one else is there
They can't hear, see, or feeling what you do within
But then again, let someone in so y'all can share, the fear that art diminishes,
The beauty art reminiscences
The love art reveals
The passion art delivers
The pain art relieves
The art everyone needs
Art gives tranquility
Art expresses individuality
Alone or with a group
I haven't seen anything that art can't help or do.
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