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And kick and bury and stamp harshly on it
Never to let it back and ruin my life again
Only that shall my work resumes it's flow
And my duties be fulfilled, way to go
And so my disappointment was gone, as fast as it could be
I control my emotions, and not emotions that control me
It doesn't matter what negativity you have associated with me
I despise them all and strive for the best I can be.
In spite of them all, I stood still, bravely
Fought them back fiercely, and won defiantly
And then burned the midnight oil, working diligently
Proved to the world of my capability.
Art degrees, art tablets, art tools everywhere
Training books, classes and tutor's fees to bear
In my life however, they are less than rare
I am broke, stupid and often end up worse for wear
Even when I do much less than they do
And perform much worse than they perform
For years, you all have been striving
While I, instead, slacking off and decaying
And still, my unwise mind kept persisting
To send me deeper into darkness, never to be returning
What this event was meant to be
Was for everyone, but not for me
For that I could and only did so small
Compared to countless others, it was abysmal
Those around me flex their dexterous hands
While I cower in my bed, face in my wretched palms
#PortfolioDay
So the time has come before I knew of the trends
An event so prestigious, everyone tried their hands
And yet now when it's my turn to come across
I looked back and saw myself full of regret.