Self Portrait with Art
Not playing with friends
They’ve gone of
To do the things they do
Not going outside
Way to hot
Plus there's nothing to do
I pick up a pencil and start to sketch
Carefully drawing the smooth lines
Lifting up my pencil time to time
To check what I created.
I move my hand, eraser falls
No going back now
My hand comes to a stop
What should I add?
Imagination running out
My lips curve to a smile and
I continue drawing
Not quite a masterpiece yet
I start going faster
Not yet done
And I start pressing down harder
And harder
And harder
Until I hear a snap
And the pencil is broken
Picking up a new one
Learning my lesson
I lightly finish the drawing
Not brilliant
Not the best
Not perfect
Not a star
But it’s good enough for me