We start out so pure, smooth as marble.
Life comes along and every painful experience cuts into us.
Carving away at us revealing what lies beneath, whatever lies beneath.
Life’s lashes leave behind lines in our skin and scars on our hearts, locking a once banging screen door…
We come into this world a pure white canvas.
Life makes art of us, it is up to us to interpret what we see…
Beauty or Misery