Sense Field Mind On Paper
Need to write, urge to draw Blotches of ink of things I raw Feelings in blue, expressions in black So I scribble, my mind on paper Thoughts pop up, visions occur My mind comes up, with these bits of blur So I scribble my mind on paper When you say I'm missing out, the worlds revolving Styles and people are changing This pen is running out, my life's in front of me
