Creativity

An empty canvas needing paint

A singing voice that is so faint

The entrepreneur afraid to create

An old man thinking he’s too late

Living in fear because of others hate

Society’s judgement is restricting them

Roses yearning to grow-but are stuck at the stem

Other’s voices, drowning out their own

Told they’re not a diamond-merely a stone

Creativity will set them free

Let them be, who they want to be

Teach them, that they’re a diamond and not a stone

Show them, their path may be different, because it’s their own

Finding their strengths because they’re unique

That’s when the creativity will be at its peak