The Power of My Ink #YOWO

The power of my ink tells a story,

Its tells you who I am without having to say sorry.

Whether its the tatto on my shoulder or the one on my waist

It can be the ink on my paper either way it will not be erased.

To some my ink says hey she's cool

and other read and be like she's just another rebel.

Looking in my eyes trying to see where the mystery lies

but you can hold my notebook or look at my body. Please don't be suprise.

That every tatto I deceide to engarve in my skin

Is just a shorter version of my story written within.

You wonder why Im so passionate when it comes to love

or why I'm nervous when lighting and thunder come from above

Maybe its my love for science that caught your eye

I might be wrong, it can be the look I give to the sky.

If you are curious about why I do the things I do

I'll show you a piece of skin or give you my journal will work too.

But the power of my ink is so much more that a measely attraction

I don't write or get written on for anyone's reaction.

The power of my ink gives my life

Cause the ways of this world to me isnt surfice.

The power of my ink tells a story

It tells you who I am without having to say sorry.

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