Bravery
I’m starting to hate the rhetorical expression of a rollercoaster. My emotions fluctuate so much, its so hard to even catch up with them. I guess you could say im the typical torturous artist. I don’t want to be a part of the anticipated individuals who indulge in their self pity. Im sick of doing that. I want to be able to stand on my own feet and not be defeated by those who accuse me of being their mistake in their life. I have purpose here. I know I can be great. I can achieve a lifetime of masterpieces with effervescent colors.