I am an artist.

My life revolves around creating.

And drawing.

And writing.

I am an artist.

If I have access to a pencil,

I will make something.

I am an artist.

I know I sit backseat at life

but I do not mind

So long as I am creating.

I am an artist.

I have drawers full of drawings,

Finished and unfinished.

I have notebooks full of poems

Crappy and lovely

Art that expresses the deepest of my feelings

And that is just about something I find cool

I am an artist,

And you can never take that away.

Common in our world

Rare within Mother Nature

Glistening, cool blue

Picasso’s sad days

They shine from baby to dark

Oh blue, how you cry

From cobalt to sky

470 nanometers

Blue, how you glow so