Prose
Window Inside My Soul
| I have given my art away To heal myself in many ways… But on my own I have grown… Trying to reap what I have sewn… Trying to exist in the world of greed… Is quite difficult I do concede… Because in my heart I love everyone… But being alone is not very fun… So I now try in every way… To share my art every day… It’s a window inside my soul… Giving things away takes a toll… Have you ever given away… Things which are precious so they say… In order for a future to come from your past… To have a love that will truly last… So I wear a mask made of pain… Waiting to become whole again… So I await my first chance… To have my first true romance… |
