Life and Art

Truly, what is life without art?

There are things you cannot paint or draw
Worry, guilt, loss, flaw.
These are feelings we all have felt
That’s just the way the cards are dealt.

Life is like a piece of art
It can be treasured or torn apart.
But you must look past the surface skin
To see the masterpiece shining within.

If you let people rain on your parade
Only then will inspiration begin to fade
From the caverns of your heart
And then the ideas cease to start.

Just take a look inside of you
And see more things there are to do.
Create, draw, sculpt, paint
Because without art, life just... ain’t.