yapping about how much i love art and how i see it <3

im an artist?

Have you ever felt something so deep inside you that you need it to even breathe? That's what happens to me with art since I was little. 
not just paintings or music or perfectly symmetrical sculptures, but with little things like stars, animals, people...It's like my world is made of things that only I can see, and that's what keeps me alive until now. It's like i always known what i wanted to be, an artist. I simply can't find any other way to express myself other than through colors, poems or music.
 
I don't believe in many things, maybe I'm a bad person but I would like to do something good, I would like to not be forgotten and to be able to create something really good.
Sometimes I feel like I'm not from this world even though it sounds super strange haha, I swear that sometimes I love art so much that everything hurts.

I find it really beautiful the way people move, their differences and their expressions, their cultures and their gestures, everything is so beautiful that a million poems would not be enough to describe how beautiful humanity, animals and landscapes are, how deep the world is and what we don't know about it.

I don't know why I am like this, maybe I'm broken, sometimes I wish I didn't love art so much, not want to create it, not understand it.

but I know that will never happen, my whole life is full of art, rarely, I don't think I'm pretty or beautiful like I see everything around me (that makes me a little angry to tell the truth)

but making art was never about making something aesthetically beautiful...

and, sometimes I feel that my favorite writers, painters, artists have felt the same, and I know that there must be many people who love art as much as I do, even more.

I would like to meet them and talk about art, literature, traveling the world, I would like to escape and see all the sunsets around the world <3

Sometimes I feel like my blood is full of art, in a strange abstract concept, sometimes I feel so much that I feel like I'm going to go poof! and disappear to become some type of flower or bush or simply air.

Sometimes I don't feel like I belong here. nor to me.

Maybe I'm destined to love art so much but be a failure creating it. 

oh... how I wish money didn't matter and time was infinite so I could be a writer, painter, singer, dancer, actor, mathematician, poet... I would like to be everything.

I have so much to say but I honestly feel vulnerable writing it here so 

carpe diem, seize the day, make your lives extraordinary :).

btw: sorry if some words are bad, i used translator cuz my english is bad in large texts :C

bte you ever felt something so dep inside you that yneed it to even breathe? That's what happens to me with art since I was little. 
not just paintings or music or perfectly symmetrical sculptures, but with little things like stars, animals, peo

Have you ever felt something so deep inside you that you need it to even breathe? That's what happens to me with art since I was little. 
not just paintings or music or perfectly symmetrical sculptures, but with little things like stars, animals, p