The play, Annie Get Your Gun, has finally ended. It was a good play, but at points the work was monotonous and the actually play is kind of boring and dull. I am working again on the moose project tomorrow and this Thursday I am going to take my driver's test to get my license. I have procrastinated long enough and it is now time for me to face my fears.
Hidden in places
where no one else can see
is where beautiful works of art
become into be.
I feel like a prisoner
shackled by chains of ignorance
set by people who lack understanding
all in a dense trace.
They don't understand that
there is a value to this "hidden art".
They all take us for granted
right from the very start.
So much of my passions
go into this art of mine.
It is the way myself is expressed.
The way my inner being will shine.
Maybe it is time
for some bastion in my ways.
Maybe I need to step up
in these next future days.
For if I want them to realize
what the respect we need to hear.
I don't care as much about myself.
I just want to make other points very clear.
The locked art with the chains
of ignorance and cloud
will one day find its meaning
in the hearts covered in shroud.
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