Tuesday, May 23, 2006

I am a question to the world
Not an answer to be heard
Or a moment That's held in your arms

And what do you think you'd ever say?
I won't listen anyway
You don't know me
And I'll never be what you want me to be
And what do you think you'd understand?
You can't take meAnd throw me away
And how can you learn what's never shown?
you stand here on your own
They don't know me
And I want a moment to be real Wanna touch things
I don't feel Wanna hold on and feel I belong
And how can the world want me to change?
They're the ones that stay the same
They don't know me Cause I'm not here
And you see the things they never see
All you wanted I could be
Now you know me
And I'm not afraid
And I want to tell you who I am
They can't break me
As long as I know who I am
They can't tell me who to be
Cause I'm not what they see
the world is still sleepin while
I keep on dreaming for me
And their words are just whispers and lies that
Ill never believe

1 Comments:

Blogger Heather B. Warriner said...

I love this image! The way that the faces all flow together is so cool, and my favorite part is the hand at the bottom that seems to be holding them all up. I think you should include this on www.illustrationfriday.com. It's this site I just stumbled across today. Each week they have a different word to illustrate, and this week's word is portrait. I see this piece as illustrating the various parts of a person's personality....definitely a potrait!

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