Canvas

If life was a canvas how would you paint it
If life was a canvas how would I paint it
Bright colors making rainbows, a picture of fun
Would you paint by the numbers and quickly be done
Approach with simplicity on your brain
A life full of cheer, one that's easy to maintain
This fear arises after staring at my page
A vision played out, a scene of puppets on a stage
A life mapped out from beginning to end
This how you'll dance and all will blend in
From this nightmare I awaken, intent to flee
Trapped in someone's vision, I demand to be free
For my thoughts to run wild, to erupt when they may
Deciding what I dream, what I think, what I say
No cage for my brain, no shackles for my life
Persuade all you want, try to entice
There's one thing I've learned, I yearn for a fight
Opportunity to overcome, triumph, to do right
Just out of spite I'll paint my picture
An array of splatters, a distasteful mixture
A canvas made dirty, ruined in your view
Full of feeling, truth, maybe a little rude
Strokes of genuine love and pain
New life and sunshine, some death and rain
A vision to stay true to this life we all live
No hiding the turmoil or effort we give
While embracing the moments we all live for
Family, adventure, comfort and more
A smile that brings light and calms a storm
Devastating events that cause you to mourn
The good and the bad, the beautiful and ugly
Unique beliefs, standards, and controversy
Displaying our fears of the mundane and unknown
Of the sights we have seen, the ones yet to be shown
A love hate relationship with all that we know
Places we've been, left and hope to go
Outside the lines, no connecting the dots
Refusal to reform nor stay in one spot
No outline to my life, no limit to my potential
More than one muse, all is influential
I'll hang it on my wall for all to critique
To say what they will, my future is bleak
A magnificent mess of highs and lows
A hint of mystery, let the suspense grow
With an area untouched, left blank for a reason
Specially reserved for the upcoming season
A masterpiece in the making, one of a kind
A Jessie Original, you can't have it, it's mine
One man's dream is another's nightmare
So to each their own, let's keep it fair

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