The Creative

The Creative

When sadness slaps because they turn their backs

That’s when you’re the fat child, the one that can’t run or the deathly shy

The hurt that reaches soul searing deep

The one that seeks creative energy’s keep

It’s not one of him or her or them which risks

It’s you when you realize you’re outside of the packs

It’s the positive concretes that make you divinity

The lines written, story told that intrigues and makes smitten, humanity

So there you are in the harsh bright light

Finding courage to do with critics left and right

Discovered the secret that makes the creative mind sleep most sound

The self-belief and determination you’ve found, you astounds

It’s never easy and, difficulty is all around

On the edge constantly where one slip and you hit the ground

But you’re used to the jeers and, the cheers affirm your crown

You’ll always be the different one and you’ll wear it proud