Don't push yourself, oh please don't
I'd hate to see your brow creased
Your smile faded for more than a moment
For my selfish, silly troubles
No, I'd never allow that
I'd rather die than see you discomforted
Not absorbed in your life
Not talking of your concerns to me
Me talking, not listening
How could either of us survive that way?
No, the world would be thrown off kilter
Come to a stop perhaps
Shoved off its axis
Not only would pigs fly, horses would too
What an insane, frightening place it'd be
You off of your important pedestal
You not thinking of just yourself
Me for once not creasing my heavy brow
Me not feeling what
i design tattoos, i never sell my paintings but i probably should! Art has been my lifelong passion and has always been the only thing to fully relieve the worlds stress on my shoulders.