Are you an artist??

Oh poetry, you offered me a canvas. You made it to have no bounds, Unmeasurable, far beyond hectares. As the deaf can hear, how my voice sounds. Yet my buckets of paint are sealed. If I paint how I feel, Oh credibility, are you a victim I'll kill? Displaying my lack of skill. Kai, oh Kai, embrace your artistry. Paint your own mystery. Before time makes you history, Fear not, fear not. Where the heart belongs, you'll see victory.