The First job I ever wanted was to be an Artist,
Ever since I held my first pencil,
Yet, social pressures crept into my head
And I never realized my potential.
From day to day I would think in my head,
"Who am I really? What should I do?",
Yet I can't test very well,
Maybe I should work at the zoo.
As I sat during school with
My sketch book and paper,
I stopped lying to myself,
I know that I'm a different flavor.
I realized that monetary values
Really shouldn't matter,
I should be happy with what I do,
Who should I have to flatter?
Being an Artist will change my life,
Art is a part of me I shouldn't forfeit,
To me, color, pattern, texture and
Expression are truly important.