Long Sleeves

I used to create art

Abstract art where lines pirouette through my arms

My thighs

Unwilling to end, but oh so easy to begin

I didn't like this art, Never did

At all times I didn't think

How this would affect my near future self

Now I'm waiting for the moment when my kids ask

"What's on your arms?"

Abstract art where lines pirouette through my arms

Scarred they are, oh I'm scarred too

My long sleeves I used to wear

Won't change the future

My art will always still be apart of me~

But it's beautiful, it always was

There was no need to wear any long sleeves before.