Canvas of Self
I am an artist, weaving words into sound
A repertoire of emotions, echoing all around
I speak when I will, but only few will hear
The whispers of my soul, the beat of my heart, clear.
I am art, a canvas of colors and pain...
A repertoire of emotions, echoing all around
I speak when I will, but only few will hear
The whispers of my soul, the beat of my heart, clear.
I am art, a canvas of colors and pain...