When you come into this world
A blank canvas is put in front of you
The choice is yours
Paint a rainbow of hope and glee
A picture of someone that is free
Paint a sun shinning brightly over all
Be the one to catch all that fall
Paint a cloudy scene of mystery
Reside with in a state of misery
Paint a fiery sky of flaming pain
Be the source of their bane
Leave the paint and never paint the canvas
Be just like the rest of us
The choice is yours but remember this
Make sure you know your strokes
For turpentine is few and far between
you could always just paint over somehting, or stab the shit out of the painting with a knife, but this is bad advice when we consider what you really mean by this poem :)
Much Love
Ashley