This Life is Mine

What are these talents I possess

what use are they for the world today

because I get the feeling they mean less and less

what more should I say

The gift of art, speech and word 

now these seem absurd

as a child they meant so much

but not now they are only worth a small bunch

I am told to disregard these gifts

to let them fade 

because my intelligence it does not lift

being able to draw does not make a business made

It does not matter if my creativity is my dream

or if it is my desire

because in the end what does it mean

they say in the end it will only make me tire

they say I have no chance to make it into that world

the world of the greats, the ones who society they have swirled 

they tell me to give up now and focus on the things that will "sustain" me in time

but this life is mine

I will take my chance, if I fall then I fall 

and I will get back up and stand up tall 

I will go the way that my heart desires

not the way the world conspires

They can wish whatever they please for me

but that will not come about they will see

sorry world, I am going my own way, my own path

and I guess we will see the after-math