bossbabykayy

STUCK


I'm stuck here wondering why you left
I'm stuck here wondering if its true
am i the one who was played
or was it really you
i guess it does not matter now
because everything is the same
I'M STUCK I'M STUCK I'M STUCK
cant find my way out
im on the floor crying my herat and soul out


P AINTING Im stuck in ruck
A ll my daubings come out the same
I agree with my Tutor my talent is muck
N o famous Art Critics relish my name
T oo bad as an Artist Ill never gain fame
I paint every day ~ I daub every night
N ew Towns and Old Towns and Ladies I like
G osh when they see my portraits it gives then a FRIGHT !
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PAINTING ~ IM STUCK IN A RUCK ! Thanks for reading !



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