Words flow from my pencil.
Feelings flow from my heart.
A simple pattern forms from my mind.
A simpler pattern forms from my feelings.
Who is to say what makes me "right?"
Who is to say what makes me whole?
I am the one who knows what makes me "right."
I am the one who knows what makes me whole.
My mind races with dreams.
A craft shop.
A design firm.
A place to paint in peace.
A person who loves me for who I am.
Why should I let this society crush these wonderous thoughts?
There is no reason.
I will become what I dream!
I will achieve what I dream!
I am me, and I have a choice.
I can stand still, or I can RISE!