The Deranged Creative

Trapped in the crevice of my mind thinking what’s the purpose of this meaningful creation in front of me?

Does this product provide value to others or is this some lingering thought in the back of my mind that was needed to be brought out?

Deep down, I am often seen as crazy. Locked in a cage with my thoughts and seen that the narrative of being different, weird, odd, will make me an outcast of society.

People will question me for the things I truly want to create and they perceive me as something that I am not.

All of the thoughts, deepest desires make me sound as if I’m Edgar Allen Poe or need to be in the psych ward.

Well, do I?

Creatives have a side to them nobody else can picture or imagine what they’re going through. My frontal lobe is making me twitch my thumbs or pickup a paint brush that’s right in front of me.

See, I sound like a belong in a psych ward but is anyone even reading these things? The fantasy that lies in my mind is something beyond reach of me day dreaming the day and everything else that comes with it.

Reading this makes me sound completely average to the norm or do I sound like some “woke” person just cause I read books and podcast my thoughts and feelings to the world?

Nobody ever truly knows.

That’s why he’s the deranged creative.

People think he’s out of the norm or just too crazy to grasp concepts of what the average person is thinking on a day to day basis.

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