I’m not perfect.

I’m tired of having to ask myself
how will everyone interpret this
is it safe to share
a society of over sensitivity
although that’s a me thing
because I’ve spent most my life quiet
because when I speak I offend
not on purpose I’m just honest
I forget not everyone is honest
and when I create
it isn’t to fit within standards
my goal isn’t to finish a piece
you’ve seen in a thousand different places
although I know that is what sells
and yes I’d like not to be broke
of course
although art is my place to break away
break away from norms
overburdened by words
I let them go
I draw creatures to release myself
from the bonds of perfection
because I’m not perfect
I’m irritable
I’m upset
yet I’m happy in my life
although I yell I scream I cry
and I laugh
I feel it all I share
and I create
even if it isn’t what people want
because to me success
is being myself
and never faking it.

Thanks for reading.
-Temperamentally Tina