Line

I don't want to be on point from the start
I want to stumble a bit, blur the lines a bit
Learning to draw straight never came easy until it became an art

An art I learned through time; through the experiences and
through the mishaps that I tend to find.
So I wait for my mind to recreate time.
To stop the pause and what it's caused, thus I'm endless

Yeah I could draw a straight line with a ruler in one hand
Yeah I could sharpen my dull pencil and call that art.

Yeah I could. I could.

But it's too easy you see. I want to draw without the ruler in hand
All sorts of eyes peek into my sight. They've become dimensionalized.
I'll need more than just that pencil to transfer everything.