hey you, remember me?
i'm your inner voice
i overheard it when you said
that you barely have energy, recently
and i know you haven't got much choice
at the same time, you have all the choices in the world
and right now you're just a scared little girl
because of exactly that
and while you know you don't have it that bad
you're still afraid of what's to come
and of what you'll make out of your life
who figure out their goal
at a young age of five
but i know what your soul
you were the child in school
who drew pictures for everyone else
and from that time on you've been a fool
in love for art in all it's forms
and remember those songs you wrote when you were in forth grade?
remember when you were eleven and started writing your first book?
or later in high school all the poems, little works of art you've made
sometimes you even sang!
it made your heart swell
and in your final year of high school you were struggling with yourself
remember how much strength that took?
and all you did was drawing self portraits
and that's how you overcame your past
and learned how to draw almost photorealistically well
you're an artist, you've always been
think of all the things that can be seen
through your pencil stroke
your written words
i know sometimes being yourself fucking hurts
i remember all the times you nearly broke
but if you ask me what's the gain
i ask you is it really that bad
to make beauty out of pain?
cause there are people who'd be glad
to have that escape
kid, you keep forgetting where your heart is
you're a godforsaken artist