Art freaks

... we all have them

We are individual, all our own people

We write, draw, paint, and love our easels

If we could, we'd spend all day ignoring you

Getting high off our paint fumes

Our hair is colored, clothes are old

Cuz we're expressing ourselves, is what you were told

But the real answer to all your questions 

Is unknown

Cuz people don't understand that were our own

And all that other crap we try to feed you guys

To sound more creative, and you believe those lies

But the truth is we are just like you

We want to fit in too

Reviews

[Michael G.]

And such is the way of us.
Good thought...

[Annabelle Lee]

...but...?