A piece of picture ...

I hated only one picture.

Roll and discard one piece for redoing

Battle of paint with me that she hated paint

I hate painting foot painting

I was painful and rubbing my legs as often as I could

Scraping nerves and painting in color

I felt relieved in the heart I could win against the painting fight

Just pain to paint on one sheet of paper

Tasted it again

I thought to dye it with a black color

It was painful I tormented me

           A poet ~ Now person ...