Expressed in different ways Some write songs For the feelings that sing along Some dances with the beat And tries to pull the crowds with it
Music it is Music's your only friend when you feel alone in a crowd In a party, in won't be fun without But sometimes the person whom we think we can trust Can be a traitor and start acting so unjust
Music can be two-faced Hurt you in the time of sicked-age Pain will blow up inside you It won't stop until you decided to think it through
Drawing, painting, building A bird, a sea, a tree Anything that kicks from the inside Would want to be expressed in an artist's mind You've no choice but to let it go Cause sometimes, it is the only choice you know
Writing is the simplest and the thorough It completes all the art show Can't be understand by the narrow-minded Can be the escape of the one who's interested
Takes time but worth it Especially if the message conveyed is at its peak
This poem is my explanation of different kinds of expressing art. Every person has one in their character. It might seem hard to discover but trust me... everybody has.