What if the Artist in Me Was Free?

What if…

I fell in love again with the artist in me?

What if…

I let that girl be free.

Would it be such a bad thing to find out what’s underneath?

To be able to communicate to you that I FEEL.

I feel more than my fair share.

I miss that girl that did not care.

That just wanted to be seen.

I continue to dream.

What if…

You dreamed with me?

day by day the courage wells within me to be heard again

The day that I died was the day I stopped fighting to be free.