Against the sea of conformity
I battle waves bent on my arts demise
The roar of the ocean
Tossing between jagged rocks
Curls into tides of social influence
Raging from every side
Crashing together in judgmental remarks
I labor the storm until my inspiration comes
Consistent in my endeavor
Watching as the blurring foam transforms
From a towering blue wonder of negativity
To gently settle, as I  wash upon the shores
Of my unscathed conviction.