Vision of my future seems so unclear,
The horizon is gloomy in front of me
And sky is unbearable bleak and dreary.
Should i step forward into this uncertainty?

As I ponder the complexities life's tapestry, a thought lingers in my mind:

Could it be that my existence is akin to a vibrant green flag, gently waving upon the stage of this earthly realm? My purpose, I believe, lies in the cultivation of art that speaks...