Art

For once, I wish they could read my mind
Just hear what's inside my head
But something's are just too scary
And there is no way they can be said

So I decided to draw them on a piece of paper
My mind running through my hand
And while I'm drawing what's on my mind
Maybe then you'll understand

But no one seems to care
What I draw with my mind
They look for the beauty of the art
When the meaning lies inside.
 -A