I never want to see it
Still, it's always there,
I never want to feel it
Forever it remains near.
Grabbing my soul
It likes to recycle,
I'm not done with it
It's my life still
I've never come this far,
Each mile it gets worse.
I'll never do this again,
Still don't know the purpose.
It's probably already over,
How can this be real?
I am not the creator,
I can't claim to know the deal.
Why does it even matter,
Maybe it doesn't,
Maybe,
it...
This is insanity.
Here's something else that's pissing me off.
Art theft. Why do people do it? And why do they think they can get away with it?
If you can't draw/write/take photographs, it doesn't mean you can steal someone else's work and pretend it's your. It's well out of order. Redrawing something as practise and crediting the owner (as long as they've okayed it) is fine but to draw it and then say it's yours is not right.
STOP STEALING ART!!!
Don't you just hate it when people don't believe the things that are right there in front of their eyes? Since when was it okay to lie?
What's worse, lying or believing a lie because you're too closed minded to look for the truth?
When did it become okay to ignore the truth?
Hi ~NotEnough96 thank you so much for telling me I'll keep that mind what you said, I 100% agree with you and by the way welcome to deviantart, and agian thank you so much for telling me I really appreciate it a lot for you to tell me .