The Impressionist

Do you see the real me?
I don't think so
You love geometry
What the Salon exposes

You love photographs with high resolutions
Rather believe on your brain's optical illusions
I'm not surprise you don't take time on your conclusions

I'm not static, I'm movement
With a wish for improvement
My techniques are not common sense
I seek ways to show light's presence

It's not a sketch, it's my masterpiece
Its looks simple, I know
It's that the mundane is interesting
I want to dig that hole

Most of us just want to escape reality
Because we feel suffocated by the world
While having the audacity
Of choking others so they keep the throne

I'm not static, I'm movement
With a wish for improvement
My techniques are not common sense
I seek ways to show light's presence

Call it an impression
Won't be an aggression
My point of view expressions
Wants to slap your snob digressions



Credits
Writer(s): Soto Orbis
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