What was I thinking
Who will remember
Realization is sinking
A slow December
They might have seen
Caught a glimpse
A crack in my dream
Despite my attempts
The tiny details
I over correct
OCD spells
My art is wrecked
I often forget
The simplicity
Back before I let
The world get to me
They gossip and judge
Or so I've determined
My thick skull won't budge
Twist, turn or bend
I've made my decision
On what to believe
Despite my clear vision
I'll never achieve