mom insists that i complete art by today,
and its totally impossible, so ive got to learn to let go.
let go of my awful doodles that i try so hard to improve,
together with empty papers and blanked out minds.

let go, and concentrate on the other subjects.
so tomorrow i'll head to somewhere quiet and comfy
without the distraction of art, and the computer, and do some real studying.

well i tried today, and i just stared at the wooden pillar in front of me.

We used to sit late into the night.
The night was lit by thousand stars.
We dreamt of places in distant lands
While sharing moments of silence
which lingered into the night.

it would be so easy to paint you into a song.
see you soon.