Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Mines.

I used to hate poetry and lyrics until I was asked to be part of this weekly writing group by a friend.  It's less of a writing group and more of a really nice place to hangout, plus a whole lot more.  So anyways,  I never really thought much about written art before about 4-5 months ago.  It really has opened my eyes to an important side of myself; I used to think I was best at communicating vocally, like as a speaker.  Now I really feel I could show up confidently in either venue, I've been thinking alot about trying to get out there into the performing arts world and just let everything flow, just see what happens.  I'm talking poetry slams, theatre, music, drawing, stand up, cartooning, voice acting, you name it I probably want to try it.  But, then there is the issue of being scared of all that......  There's that voice in the back of my head telling me to stop being what I am and start being a "legitimate" working person.  Confusion ensues, like literally this second.  Welp here is the work for today.
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I don't make no sense.
It don't make no sense.

Can't get no money off it.
Can't get no fame by it.
And it don't mean much to many people.

I   t don't make no sense.
But it mean so much to me.

It just do.

Somtimes the more simpler
The more better.
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