I don’t wanta great big housea great big placeI don’t want. I don’t want to earn your pay I don’t want to listen to your rules I don’t want to pretend to be freeyet confined by your wantsbecause you need the big housethe staff to direct the floors you never sweep the meals you neverContinue reading “I don’t want”
I’m prone to bouts of anger, short tempered, the overly sensitive type. Writing is a way to make sense of it all. While art is a way in which I can escape the thoughts that haunt me shutting off conscious thought and allowing my hands to guide me.
Temperamentally Tina 