I can dance. I can draw. I can sing. I can paint. I can write and more.
But no, I can't say I'm good at doing it.
I'm not good at dancing, I'm not good at singing. I'm not good at painting and drawing and writing.
But I do it anyways. I do it because it's what I want to do, because it's what I feel like doing. I do it because it's my passion.
That's just sad, don't you think? You can do many things, but can't be good at anything.
Or should I be thankful? That at least I can do all these things, while the others are very good at doing somethings, but that's all they can do.
Or is it just me saying I'm not good? Is it just me expecting something higher than I can ever do? Is it just me being hard on myself?
Sun as bright as my dreams.
Shadow as cold as my screams.
