Are we used to, taught to fill blank pages?
who am I? just someone who keeps on going
for some a friend, for some family, for some an artist, for some the one who works in the kitchen,
for some that person who works with kids,
for some a stranger on a street, for some nobody,
for some the other,
for some a professional artist,
for some a strange mind
a point of view is what defines it
a point of view
there a definition might be found
if you look at it from that point of view
and not from this one
tell me, what do you see? Is it what you know, what you see or what you believe in?
how do you define the visible and the unseen?
or maybe it is what somebody told you to believe in…