You, Made 'Art'
You feel like the world is watching.
And if it isn't,
You think it's because you are failing.
Because it all seems like a game
That you have to win...
Because winning gives you that fame.
With fame comes the admiration,
(To fill the big hole.)
With it, you have validation.
All the chaos that makes you you,
Cut down to be framed.
All that doesn't fit, can't be true.
You tear your complex self apart.
With the things you keep,
You make a kitschy piece of 'art.'
Art is what makes life worth living.
It 'entertains' and 'satisfies.'
Everyone can be an 'artist.'
Everyone is 'art' in their own eyes.
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