A Page From My Diary
Throw shade at the sun
And sucker-punch the stars
Light fire to your memories
And throw your senses behind bars
They will just slow you down
So leave them behind
You are broke and alone
With a purpose to find
Stomp on the things
That are too much to handle
Then burn away the evidence
With a pine scented candle
Break free from the skin
That surrounds you like saran wrap
Make your own way in life
Just forget the map
Paint with new colors
And write upside-down
Create something peculiar
And they'll think it's profound
You're an artists at heart
Chalked full of eccentricities
You are able to express
Surpass the common with ease
Sketch what confuses them
Ignore what they see
Show them what it really means
To truly be free
You're an artist
So act like one
