Art Class

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The scariest class you'll ever take
the one where tears are never fake
someone pokes and jabs
your ideas and even stabs
your work is never good enough
until your fed up
Evil glares, silly dares,
empty smiles caught unaware
until you break
your earth will shake
your mind will crack
then you will attack
with a pen
as a weapon
paint,clay,pencils, work away
the dumb thoughts you think to say
She says she only wanted to push you
but what she never knew is.
She did this.
Alittle too well
But from the very start.
You will learn that Art is Art.
Art is mind
It's your heart's find.
Your voice
if you want that choice
You can speak with words
or paint, clay,chalk, with no words
Just listen to yourself.
And let the scariness chip away
and let your tears wash your eyes today/ Cause in the end
it all doesn't matter.





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Lala said...
Oct. 25, 2008 at 11:56 pm
I do not agree with NRM I think you should of said out loud what you thought to that person. But great poem anyway
 
Closed Doors said...
Oct. 23, 2008 at 10:04 pm
Art Doesn't Suck in 7th and 8th grade it's just probally you had a bad expericance there.
 
nRM said...
Sept. 16, 2008 at 12:13 am
Wow...I love the message in your writing. Do what u love and work at it. Fight with Elegance not harsh blows
 
metalmaster747 said...
Sept. 15, 2008 at 7:42 pm
good poem. i love your work. art does suck, ESPECIALLY 7TH AND 8TH GRADE ART!!!!!!.
 
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