Undesired Walrus
Penultimate Amazing
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- Apr 10, 2007
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Now, In my spare time, I write. I mostly write thoughts and poetry.
The only damage that I manage to inflict on myself is to think I have written something good, only to realise how crap most of what I have ever written has been. How pretentious it is, how banal, and how ultimatly meaningless it all is.
I go off my nut realising that I'm not actually that good, nor will I ever be. This drives me insane, as art is my life, and if I am no good at it, I cannot feel meaning in anything.
Or am I being overdramatic?
The only damage that I manage to inflict on myself is to think I have written something good, only to realise how crap most of what I have ever written has been. How pretentious it is, how banal, and how ultimatly meaningless it all is.
I go off my nut realising that I'm not actually that good, nor will I ever be. This drives me insane, as art is my life, and if I am no good at it, I cannot feel meaning in anything.
Or am I being overdramatic?