Your heart is your work of art,
Your skin a canvas,
Your whole presence a figure
For creativity.

Some take it for granted,
Some can't help but admire
It's natural beauty.
So much that they cover it up.

It is yours.
Free for your content,
But people use this canvas
In very different ways.

Maybe to be original,
Maybe to attempt freedom,
Maybe to escape.

We are all masterpieces that aren't quite complete.