I’m A Work Of Art

I’m a work of art
From the ink on my skin
To the ink from my pen
My body was a bare canvas where I started my story
My paper was the empty pages that I brought to life
I’m on a mission that will take time
But as my journey continues I’ll continue to fill in the lines
The way my pen slide across the paper
My ink leaving it’s mark
Bringing about my inner thoughts
Something you’ve never experienced before
All bullshit aside
Who else you know can dig deep inside
Turn nothing into something
And make you realize...
Realize my way of thinking
If they cannot under the wilderness in me
They will try to tame it and cage it
Searching for the inner parts of me i left between the pages
Of a story i no longer want to forget
To the ink of my pen
From the ink of my skin
I’m a work of art.