You.

You know the time, when you can't decifier fact from, fact?

It's all just a blur, your mind concentrates on the empty space.

What's in that empty space?
Well, anything.

Anything that you can draw with those paintbrush receptors in your head.
A scene, a conflict, a song, a joke, a new scientific discovery.

It's all there you just have to make it.
Make it into something beautiful, something you can appreciate.
You are your hardest critic, so please yourself, and other reviews seem to matter far less.

Let go of any constraints you build yourself into.  Being boxed in like animals
being massproduced to feed our hungry gut of laziness is not something we're meant to do.

Be wild.
Be strong.
Be, someone who you can recogonize and say,
yes, this is who I am.