MY TWISTED DREAM

I had a dream of an artist,

That was emerged in the heart

Inspired by student, teacher and fine artist,

In the Earth who has a small-skill of art.

Through the prestige of student and teacher,

Paintings decorated Bermiok School like a palace of God.

Most visitors’ eye found the art as a poster.

My talent is spread as a flood.

I wanted to attend college of fine art after ten.

But it was a mystery, I only exist at earth.

Few people gave me piece of mind to forward the talent.

Because of finance, their advice as fireless wood in hearth.

Having time to instil my creative ability in painting,

Often I urge my parents to help for fine art.

But I can’t express how I’m heart-rending.

Thus, my future is unknown with tiny-talent of art.

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