Sitting here…
with a mound of fear and stress,
will i find a job, will i be the best of sorts.
i sit here rubbing my head and eyes , trying to figure out,
this thing called life.
i teeter and totter making happiness the only goal,
i struggle and fight to give everyone a happy home.
losing this struggle is what it seems to be.
when all i need is you right next to me.
you show me the way a path so clear ,
to escape this fear and stress,
you prove to me i can succeed,
you will always be the best.
Where I Live
Looking out at a quite street.
Thinking to myself this is an impossible feat,
Wheres the gun’s, the noise, the drugs en toe.
This is not the world i know.
This silence is a menace a signal throughout
to tell the kids to go inside and not come out.
This world is a danger
Where cops are Strangers.
Finding a way out means alot
especially to those people with have not’s.
Working hard, is my way
to escape such a fate
I just pray its not to late.
http://kimbocat.deviantart.com/
Wasn’t sure if I posted them all together. =L
omg this shit took 4 hours to do all with makeup. white outed the eyebrows and chin and mouth to adjust. i better get an A+! hehe
Sporadicly rough sketches again. Original characters, portraits, Zelda, and the like. I REALLY should be working on my AP project, but my mind is way too full of ideas for things to draw ._. I just want to be done with my concentration.
