The Painter

mind's a blank... wonders...drifts..
questions abt ownself, runs through my mind..
Its scary when u think that u know yourself the best,
But yet rebuked by others..
Its when a painter paints a picture of itself in,frames it, and displays it,
The painter than stands in front of the picture, looked on, and smiled, knowing that the picture is exactly what it
wanted to portray..
On-lookers walked past, looked at the picture, and turn to the painter to say that
the title " Me, I,"huiyin" does not fit the picture..
The on-lookers described how the picture should looked like according to the title..
The painter understands, but feels confused..
How does the painter paint a picture which he does not have a clear image of in his mind, and how does the previous image of the painting be erased of and painted over in the mind, just like that?


-as im typing this, the radio plays on the song "take it slow....take it sl..oo..w..ooo..cos we are ordinary ppl, take its low,this time we take it slow"

should it be this way? take it slow?
i wonder...