But i will say some days i begin to struggle with art
I start to not see a point anymore
And I don’t want that to happen
I miss the days of childhood where I was happy to draw whatever whenever and draw not for others but for me
But i will say some days i begin to struggle with art
I start to not see a point anymore
And I don’t want that to happen
I miss the days of childhood where I was happy to draw whatever whenever and draw not for others but for me
And I feel it does drain me of my empathy
I grow less surprised by the things I see and start to become more apathetic
I don’t want to be selfish or grow cold because I want still show care for those I love
And I feel it does drain me of my empathy
I grow less surprised by the things I see and start to become more apathetic
I don’t want to be selfish or grow cold because I want still show care for those I love