I feel like I was once a naked canvas
- a credulous artist was to be my creator,
his deepest desire was to fill the empty frame
with beautiful work of art and make it
the masterpiece of his life - well, see there was this one
significant problem - the canvas was never meant
to be beautiful
and so the artist smothered it with paint,
and ripped it with a rusty pocket knife,
and shouted at it in pure shame
that it could never be a masterpiece
with stains of dreadful paint,
and open wounds,
it stood on the painting easel
– all alone
worthless
Mar 5, 2014
Mar 5, 2014 at 11:49 AM UTC
I feel like I was once a naked canvas
- a credulous artist was to be my creator,
his deepest desire was to fill the empty frame
with beautiful work of art and make it
the masterpiece of his life - well, see there was this one
significant problem - the canvas was never meant
to be beautiful
and so the artist smothered it with paint,
and ripped it with a rusty pocket knife,
and shouted at it in pure shame
that it could never be a masterpiece
with stains of dreadful paint,
and open wounds,
it stood on the painting easel
– all alone
worthless
