Art

I wondered what would be the worth of my words in this world If I write them and then recite them are they words being heard? Just because I like them does that mean that I should mic them and see what might unfurl. And I think of the significance of my opinions here. Is it significant to be giving them does anybody care? Just because I'm into this does that mean that I should live like it and really do I dare? Art, art, I want you. Art, you make it pretty hard not to. And my heart is trying hard here, To follow you but I can't always tell if I ought to So i pondered the point of my art in this life, If I make it, will someone take it and think that it's genuine? Would they be glad that I did 'cause they got something good out of it? Would they leave me and be any more inspired? And I question the outcome of the outpouring of myself If I tell everyone my stories, Would this keep me healthy and well? Would it give me purpose, and to this world Some sort of service, Is it worth it? How can I tell? (Doo do doodoo do) Art, art, i want you Art, you make it pretty hard not to And my heart is trying hard here To follow you But i can't always tell if i ought to Art, art, I want you, Art, you make it pretty hard not to And my heart is trying hard here, To follow you But i can't always tell if I ought to