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