she paints away her worries,
her doubts,
her fears.

whatever she wants,
whatever she sees,
she'll paint it.

if it's a tree,
a house,
a child,
no matter;
she jumps at the chance
of creating a masterpiece.

the painter lifts up her brush,
and paints nothing.

[only in her dreams
does she paint somethings]

she wishes for everything
to disappear.

she wants to sell her work,
and make a profit.
but she can't.
no matter how hard she tries,
she is never good enough.
and that's
         how it will stay.