Untitled by S.W.
I'm gonna tell you somethin
yet I hope I'm not too mean
I'm a very nice person
but your eyes can not see
your eyes don't see all the work that I put my mind through
I try and try and yet it seems like your never satisfied
you preach about being yourself
and yet when I do it seems like all hell broke loose
but what do I know, I'm just 18
it seems that way when you try and explain
my poems take time cause it takes my emotions,my mind,feelings,determination, and thoughts
my art work isn't just something you can just change around
skill, talent,time,energy,being focus, and trying to make it perfect goes into all my art
I'm tired of people trying to change me
just so they can feel happy....
so they can get praise.....
so they can feel like they got control over me....
but you don't and I refuse to change myself because of you
criticism is good...
but trying to change me is a whole New level
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