There’s something inside Screaming, Pulling, Tugging at my very core. I am STARVING for something unreachable. I Scratch the surface. I SHAKE. I want it.

so bad.

The world must see through my Eyes.

They must see the beauty that I See.

I draw, I write, I paint, I Sing! I Dance! All night, All day, All year, EVERY DAY. I don’t Eat, I don’t Sleep, I don’t go anywhere but the walls of my world. CRAVING for something new to rise from the ashes of my hands.

smile.

how was your day.

how was school.

it was fine.

are you ok.

i’m fine.

smile.