When I make art for myself
I’m happy and feel alive
When I make art for others
a piece of my soul withers
and dies.
When I make art for myself
I’m happy and feel alive
When I make art for others
a piece of my soul withers
and dies.
I am alone-
I suppose
I look alone
I seem alone
I sometimes feel alone
So I am alone-
in this world
But I am not alone
in the world
of imagination
Imagination makes me
forget
the sad reality
of our world
Imagination makes me
realize
the beautiful joy
of being alone.
-J. Juno, February 2019
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