They are taking me for granted,
Trying to belittle me throughout the days.
But they are naive and still don’t know?
I have seen far worse days.
Art is a medium i look for,
It is the place that opened the doors.
Whenever i feel sorrow or pain,
Art is not a mere sketch,
Nor an arrangement of shapes.
Splash of colours here and there,
Showcasing emotions everywhere.
The pain and sorrows within me,
Is what fuels through my art.
Leaving the path for them to see.
The anger within me is burning again,
Trying to put up with the flame.
All but the art remains,
Acting as a medium to express the pain.