Sometimes even my only outlet doesn't allow me to feel alive/ yet, it's the only thing that gives me strength to survive/ honestly, I don't know where I'd be if I didn't have this ability/ if I had to paint you a picture so that you could see/ there'd be nothing to show cause my life would be empty/ so don't you dare try and tell me this is just a mere hobby/ cause my passion for this outranks every desire you follow half-heartedly/ so take every bit of hatred you have aside/ cause you'll tune it out when success for me finally arrives/ and the noise you once made will still be ringing in my ear/ just in mere remembrance of someone that will no longer exist to me, disappear/ and I'm not apologetic for how harsh that may seem/ but I'll be damned if I appreciate anyone who tried to tear me out of my dream/ just take your negativity elsewhere or rather keep it to yourself/ just live out your own life and let me live mine, I've got a story to tell..