My mind says go rest
But my heart says opposite
Art is what makes you you
So paint away, that's what you'll do
My back hurt from sitting
My hands are tired
But all I want to do is that
What I wanted to do when this morning on my chair I sat
It's very late
I should be in bed
But I still paint
Clock ticks three am, I'm still going till I faint
I always put my heart and soul into my art
I express myself in every move I make with my paintprush
Often I listen to music
But sometimes I need quiet time, so hush
I am always indecisive
I don't know what I'll draw
But then I let my heart decide
I let it guide
So as in art you go with the flow
That's what you should do in your life
Lose yourself in the moment, feel free
Use your heart as guide as well
Embrace it, get out of your shell
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