Pseudo Artist
The pseudo-artist from the shadows,
Shines in his mediocrity,
Prevails through his misery.
The mind lost up in the meadows,
Boy contemplates inadequacy,
and Boy feels self-pity.
Uneven lines and distasteful colors,
Pain for the eyes and sleepiness of the brain,
Boy wishes to find a way,
Boy wishes to fly away.
Shines in his mediocrity,
Prevails through his misery.
The mind lost up in the meadows,
Boy contemplates inadequacy,
and Boy feels self-pity.
Uneven lines and distasteful colors,
Pain for the eyes and sleepiness of the brain,
Boy wishes to find a way,
Boy wishes to fly away.