as an artist, i have resigned to my fate. my teeth are clenched, but my heart is open. fall back to a life story of feeling and breathing. escaping nothing, but experiencing everything. i’m not always sitting inside my creativity, but that’s for the best. sometimes we get off the ride, and offer love to the ones who help us stand. we burn our house down, just to build it up again. wasn’t born to sit down and listen, i’ve been awake my whole life, and i’ll see to it you are too.