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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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Date: 11/29/2020 11:48:00 AM
A magnificent mess of highs and lows, what a great way to describe life. I enjoyed reading your thoughts, Jessie, welcome to Poetry Soup. John
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Jessie Jones
Date: 12/1/2020 12:18:00 PM
Thank you John :)