The Artistic Girl I need to write and clear out my thoughts… Adjectives, verbs, at whatever cost… I pick up the pen and I write one more time… Releasing what’s inside me from time to time… Focus on myself… I say everyday… Forget about that guy that is just okay… Draw again Christine and be true to yourself… Create something peaceful that makes your heart melt… I am scattered….that is the honest truth… I can’t focus on all that I want to do… I get pulled this way and get asked for a favor… I want to help the human race and positive behavior… I write this all down because I can’t take it all on… One thing at time until my mind is completely gone… I am not Jesus and I am not God… I am not interested in assisting the spiritual frauds… So naturally they leave my life… And replaced with the light and everything that is right… Don’t try to decode me and understand my mind… I am visionary and one of a kind… I am not built on arrogance nor inflated thoughts.. I have just seen too much and everyone that can be bought… So I hold my head high and understand life is hard… Especially when you hold the moral card… You beam the dark and false image to their face… I shake my head and laugh at all that is fake… The mind of an artist with too many plans… Another idea pops in to my head once again… Being an artist is what makes me lost… Being an artist cannot be bought… We are sensitive we are moody and sometimes insecure… The mind of the artist with surfaced fears… I go back to my drawings for theraputical release… A contained soul where control is diseased… I want you to understand me…so I express my ways…. I am an artist just trying to save the day… Write me tomorrow I will be in a different space… I will not be consistent and I am all over the place… I wouldn’t change anything for the world… At the end of the day I am an artistic girl. ~Christine Sawicky
Posted on: Mon, 02 Sep 2013 06:31:25 +0000
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