Sometimes ArtSometimes
Art is good
Other times it's bad
But even when it's one or the other
Doesn't affect
The reception you get
Sometimes
You must wonder what it's like
For art and therefore expression
To be seen and recognized
And to be watched by a thousand eyes
Sometimes
You won't care if you don't get a comment
Because the art you make
Is because you wanted to
You didn't have to
Sometimes
It would be nice
To be told what is thought of
Even if the hated of
At least they taken the time
But please criticize
Don't flame
Sometimes
It sounds fine to give up
Because you think you'll never match up
But you must be reminded
That once the one you compare yourself to
Was just as hopeless as you
Sometimes
You go over your art
All the lines and mistakes
You just want it to be perfect
And therefore you forget
Art is not perfection
It is expression