Muse vs. Artist

i've never been the one to be "the one"

i've never loved the way i should have loved

i've never struck a pose for anyone

i'm never not the one behind the gun

i've never been the muse

i've been used

i never let you stay for the night

my words leave sheet marks on your mind

my brush strokes the pain til it feels right

so how is my name still not the one you like?

i've never been the muse

i've been used

-i'm not the art, i'm the artist.

--and i don't want good art, i want my art to be honest. honestly, your hands get too comfy hanging out in my pockets. am i still an artist if i make something from nothing, then hang it up, collecting dust? don't make a home of this closet.