ART

when I see art, my hands hurt my heart runs, my pain flats in the world of art, I see myself in parts you think I can't do art,you think art sucks, but art flirts. In the world of art,I see myself free, from words that hurt my heart, dancing with the pencils I feel calm, like my mind relax,you think art sucks but art flirts. THANK YOU ANH POETRY WORLD.