The Ramblings of a Misunderstood Artist

Another night
Another dream
Another sigh
Another scream.
Another beg
Another game
Another plead
Another stain.
Another teen
Another toy
Another girl
Another boy.
Another kill
Another cry
Another funeral
Another lie.
These kids are so unoriginal
It's just another game
I try it different every time
But they always end the same.
I try to invent new styles
I try to be unique
But in the society of today
They think I'm just a freak.
My art is never counted
They don't put it on display
I thought I was quite artistic
But they hid the bodies away.
They think that it's all vulgar
The art just doesn't sing
But no one ever complained
When Frida Kahlo did her thing!
These teens are so alike
And it annoys me all the time
So I add my touch of death
And steer these kids in line.
But they call it 'just a murder'
Before they bury them in some ditch
I wanted to make them beautiful
Even Nancy! What a bitch!
I guess I'm just that different
People don't want to understand
They can call it 'just a murder'
'Revenge' or
'A serial killer at hand'!
But even though I may be crispy
And people think I'm just a fool
I'm an artist and I know it!
Controversy is my tool...

Thank you EVERYONE for your reviews! You guys are the best group of people
ever, and I love you all! I'm definitely in the mood for posting! This is
just a lil piece of thang I wrote after taking a break from doing my visual
arts major work. I was just thinking about how people would view my Freddy
pictures because everyone is painting or drawing or whatever, series of
things like dogs, kids, blah etc. And I'm doing Freddy Krueger and when
people see it, obviously they have a different reaction to it than a
picture of a doggy. But thank you all again!