I grew up a coward who went through fighting
Scattering her own future with petty insecurities
Could never relate to the "too cool" youth
Too busy bumpin and grindin, hiding their crying
"Too cool" to feel, I could never relate
Because I simply cannot seal my emotions
My emotions constantly get the best of me
I could go from crying to laughing in a matter of 1, 2, 3
Growing up with a gift so unique
It could only be seen within me
Turning my pain into ink
The ink representing my sorrows
I learned to turn feeling into art
Because pain is the greatest form of art there is
A great way to cope and heal
A great way to recover and feel
A way to let it out in a way so beautiful it just might give you hope for the brighter side of things