MY art is all day staring at the ceiling making friends with shadows on my wall.
MY art is knowing that they all have been talking about me, I can hear them whisper and it makes me think there must be something wrong with me.
BUT...
MY art reminds me that I'm not crazy, just a little unwell and I know right now you can't tell but stay awhile and maybe than you'll see a different side of me.
.... Maybe I got lost in translation, maybe this thing was a masterpiece before I tore it all up - so casually cruel in the name of being HONEST.
-Excerpts from Matchbox Twenty's "Unwell"
and Taylor Swift's "All Too Well"
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