Tuesday afternoon at two, art room smells like paint
Canvas sitting blank and white, pressure makes me faint
Teacher says"express yourself, let your feelings flow"
But my brush just makes a mess, nothing wants to grow
Watercolors running wild, purple mixing green
This is not what i had planned, worst art i've ever seen
Classmate next to me creates a masterpiece so bright
While i'm struggling with basic shapes, nothing coming out right
Art class, art class
Where creativity should shine
Art class, art class
But these hands just aren't mine
Paint on my fingers, doubt inside my head
Art class, art class
Wish i stayed in bed instead
Week three and i'm improving, lines are getting straight
Still can't draw a perfect circle, but i'm learning to create
Oil pastels feel much better, blending colors smooth
Teacher nods approval now, finally found my groove
Self-portrait assignment came, mirror placed in front
Capture who i really am, this is what i want
Looks nothing like my face, but somehow feels more true
Art class taught me something new, there's beauty in what's crude
Art class, art class
Where creativity should shine
Art class, art class
Now these hands are feeling mine
Paint on my fingers, hope inside my head
Art class, art class
Glad i got out of bed instead
Art's not about perfection
It's about the soul you show
Every stroke tells a story
That only you can know
Art class, art class
Where creativity should shine
Art class, art class
Now these hands are feeling mine
Paint on my fingers, hope inside my head
Art class, art class
Best decision that i've made
Semester's almost over
But the artist stays with me
Art class changed my vision
Now i finally learned to see
