It is strange..
Today I was feeling rather low about myself, I kept thinking to myself,
"Your art is nothing special, you cannot achieve such wonderful art that your friends have already attained the abilities to create. You are truly quite pathetic when it comes to art, you can’t even move a simple mouse pad around to create some lines."
Certain people came to mind..
(And many more at that..)
And then I started thinking to myself, "Even your words are too easy to mimic, look at all the grand writers around you, you don’t even scratch the surface when it comes to extensive vocabulary. As if you had anything special to offer.."
Certain people came to mind even then as well..
(And once again, there were many more that I could not list..)
All I could do was sit and hopefully get advice from a friend.. I had felt so down because of all the things that I had so badly desired but couldn’t have. But then, a beam of light had seem to come down on me and got me thinking..
"You know.. what does it matter if I possess the grand skill of crafting art, or perhaps even the influence of creating words that form into a sentence which then creates emotions and feeling that even the reader can imagine? While it may be true that perhaps some of the others around me can do it even better than I can, it does not matter, because you are special, and no one can copy you. You do not need to worry about being as good as the rest, just try your hardest and give it the best you’ve got. Keep standing tall, and you yourself will find comfort in your own abilities, even if perhaps now you cannot see them."