You don’t know what you have until you lose it.
This has meaning.
What if you already know what you have before you lose it? 47 more words
1 week, 2 days ago
The pencil is my brush
The paper is my canvas
My mind is the sky
My imagination roams the earth
My painting is wild and free… 32 more words
2 weeks, 6 days ago
As I look in the mirror, I see me….
It’s not me, but it is….
I stand there looking at this reflection
I can see its heart, it’s 19 more words
These are the night that we may remember
The nights that never die in our minds
They stay stuck on repeat
So that we may never forget… 56 more words
3 weeks ago
I am a dreamer
Yet I stand alone amongst them
Why should that matter?
I’m free to be me
I’m free to be who and what I want to be… 142 more words
They bring joy to small children
Yet others see it in another way
A way of definition, maybe
We all see it differently
Some in good, others in bad… 10 more words
3 weeks, 1 day ago
I started to draw a character from an anime I had watched
I tried quickly to get it done
Yet I kept messing up
My eraser was growing short, the paper getting stained with all the mistakes I had made… 24 more words