ALY Art is my voice. I sing through it, it is my language.ALY by ~alylikesart
It provides every emotion: desperation, love, euphoria.
I am an artist, from sun up to sundown,
spring, summer, autum, winter.
Literature is my tutor. I learn from it, it shows me the world.
Tearing down walls and ideas, it reveals something raw and unforgiving.
The ebony ink snakes through the porcelin pages like water through a canyon.
These words are my teachers.
Young my body may be, but my conciousness is old.
I want bigger things than this small town.
I am prepared to face the buzzing world.
Boundaries My head is pounding.Boundaries by ~alylikesart
My heart is pounding.
Everything around me is loud and unwelcome.
I am afraid.
I always find someone to idolize to take the focus away from my life
and I'm doing that with him.
I always pour my entirety into one soul
and to no avail.
I try so hard to make people fall in love with me
just so I know I am capable of being loved.
But why is it hard for me to love?
Is it because I love only that of which is out of reach,
or because I haven't found someone yet?
I have crossed boundaries,
I have blurred lines.
I have thrown myself into his life,
and I am sorry.
I am sorry.
Worried 
Sta.sh
dear!
