Post by Hapen on Aug 26, 2009 13:09:03 GMT -8
So. Here's the skinny.
Highly mature death. You've been warned.
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I'm so sick of all of this. Truly. It's in the highest degree of pissing me off. What place is there for an artist anymore?
I draw. I make music. I write stories.
I've won awards for all the above. I'm not a braggart but i'm not insecure either.
I do my damnedest to fit in to the school picture. Really I do. I've tried to be a good little idiot and finish my homework and projects. I've listened in class and taken notes.
ETC.
Yet, somehow I find myself drawing or writing.
There are HOLES in my last Algebra II paper from where I had made graffiti styles and cut them out because I wanted to keep them.
Its what I do. Its what I am.
I got out and tag shit just because it makes me feel so good.
I draw violent and gory satire for the lulz.
Yet, there's no place for a freelance like me here obviously.
Everyone keeps saying,
"Zach! You need to focus on the real things in life! What your doing can be done in your spare time."
They don't understand that what i do is the only reason i have to live. Its the expression of my ideas and the words off my tongue that make me what I am. Not my term exam or trig worksheet. I'm not a bunch of fucking numbers!
WHY DOESN'T ANYONE REALIZE THAT?
I'm not a fucking literature assignment.
I'm not a fucking chemistry experiment.
I'm not a decimal place to the left.
I'm not a re-occurrence to the nth power.
I'm a free minded individual with a will to create and imagine.