This world is cruel.. this world is tuff.. no matter how much I try i can’t be enough. Painting my pain while I chase my dream, Trying to survive in a world so mean. I make art from love, from the life that I see, Just wishing one day it could finally feed me. But this world wants money, not passion or soul, So I keep creating while chasing that goal.
This world is full of greed… not people who succeed… but I refuse to be broken by what they believe..













