At the end of a long, stressful day, in order to decompress
I decided to dabble in art, thinking creative expression was the best way to beat stress
Given the paucity of time, I decided my project needed to be
A small-scale one, something quick and easy
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I picked a small canvas and began to draw
From the beginning, my proportions were flawed
Then the colors did not mix as well as I expected them to
Getting the desirable outcome was something I could not do
The artwork looked like a botched amateurish attempt
It did not de-stress me, unlike the original intent
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I wanted to keep going, an easier inspiration piece I picked out
That this one would turn out well, I did not for a moment doubt
But midway through the process, I realized that was not the case
A mediocre piece of art had by a worse one been replaced
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I was really hoping that practicing art would be
The ultimate way to de-stress for me
But somehow nothing worked right, my hopes were dashed
In a dark corner of my studio my unsightly artwork I stashed
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After fretting over my poor results I realized that the actual process
Of creating art was the key to reducing my stress
I had been focusing on the outcome instead
Adding to the pent-up frustration in my head
