What would you do
to all the people you knew
Who were lying, ceathing, stealing,
And disrespecting you
What would you do
If everything you knew
Turned out untrue
Would you
Run and hide
Keep it inside
Or try to find
Why you're out of your mind
What would you do
If you could find no trust
Would you go on alone
Thinking that you must
What would you say
If someone ran your way
Only to let you know
They hate you anyway
What would you do
If you were a boy so blue
Would you run and hide
From those who hurt you
What if I
Was that boy so blue
Would you tell me its ok
Or would you hurt me too
And what if you
Had the key to
Well well well... I haven't been on for a very long time. I haven't drawn in a very long time either. I've been workin' on my Psychology degree, but that road has been very demanding of me... almost done though.
I had realized I neglected one of the most important aspects of who I am: My art! I hadn't created a damn thing aside from notebook doodles and a few nasty farts, but I got a lot of ideas and at least didn't fall out of practice.
I'm going to make a new account. Possibly move some art over there or just link the two... the latter is far more likely with my lazy prerogative. I plan on expanding my artistic endeavors further than befo
I come back and update the journal, always wondering if someone is actually paying attention. either way, I nearly shitmyself when i stubled accross my two sektch books from winter. I need to scan them...