Feather
Being pulled back and forth.
Feeling the wind against my brushes,
as the breeze rushes.
I am a black dot people see.
Detached from my master I continue on.
To hold back my cries.
I tumble over the gale
I am a black dot people see.
I am a black dot people see.
I believe no one cares for me.
When they see my color they screech.
I have nowhere to go.
I have nowhere to go.
If this were my fate let it be so,
as a great metal bird drives pass me.
My route has changed.
My route has changed,
but this destination is strange.
A peaceful meadow it is,
with a light of beauty.
My brushes are complements,
to the pastel
Feather
Being pulled back and forth.
Feeling the wind against my brushes,
as the breeze rushes.
I am a black dot people see.
Detached from my master I continue on.
To hold back my cries.
I tumble over the gale
I am a black dot people see.
I am a black dot people see.
I believe no one cares for me.
When they see my color they screech.
I have nowhere to go.
I have nowhere to go.
If this were my fate let it be so,
as a great metal bird drives pass me.
My route has changed.
My route has changed,
but this destination is strange.
A peaceful meadow it is,
with a light of beauty.
My brushes are complements,
to the pastel
As you may know I'm one of your regular visitors I'm seriously gonna miss your art. All your Vegeta and Bulma stuff. Anyway you are a great artist and will always be one of the most awesomest!!! I am now driven to draw more!! Thank you pallottili and may the luck be on your side in the future...
-ACB33