I'm staring blankly at this paper. I know what I want to do, but when I try to.. I stop. It all looks so beautiful in my head.. so vibrant. Yet, when I put it on this sheet all I see is a tainted mess of what the beauty once was. I then look at my hands, as if expecting them to tell me something about this confusion I am feeling. Explain to me why I can not complete or portray this beauty I see. But then I realize I am being foolish, I know I won't get an answer. If only you could see inside of my mind, see what I see... for what it is. Not.. what it turns out to be. See how it's supposed to be, not.. this. Maybe someday I'll get it right. Maybe someday the beauty will radiate from inside and bleed right on to this wretched piece of paper. Or maybe it won't. Things just could stay the same, and never change. I could continue to try to bleed it all on to this damn paper, and see what comes out.
Or is it better that this page stays blank and my mind stays beautiful...
It's blank.. yet I won't look away...
Or is it better that this page stays blank and my mind stays beautiful...
It's blank.. yet I won't look away...
Beautilful! I know just what you mean! When you're picturing something you want to draw or write, and once you expose it to reality, it just... it becomes nothing but a mess!
ReplyDeleteThings always change, nothing ever stays the same. It's better to accept the inevitable rather than trying to force stagnation. In the end it's pointless: Your mind and what u perceive as 'beauty' will change whether or not the page stays blank. You're better off at least trying to get everything out now while you still can ^_^
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